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Fugue State
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Fugue State was released on February 25, 2022 by eMERGENCY heARTS as a part of the album Post American Studies (Extended Edition)
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Release DateFebruary 25, 2022
LabeleMERGENCY heARTS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sole
Sole
Rap
DJ Pain 1
DJ Pain 1
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Holland
Tim Holland
Composer, Lyrics
Pacal Bayley
Pacal Bayley
Composer
DJ Pain 1
DJ Pain 1
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Pain 1
DJ Pain 1
Executive Producer
Scott Crow
Scott Crow
Producer

Lyrics

I'm gonna do this shit one take
I hope I don't fuck it up
Went to bed in a failed state
Woke up in a fugue state
Went to bed in a failed state
Woke up in a fugue state
Went to bed in the same clothes
They move, time froze
Depression
Soaking head blood in my weapons
Bad habits become obsessions
So I snap
'Cause when something breaks it's proof that it's living
Collected unemployment
Weed for enjoyment
They say the economy's roaring
How disappointing
I wish David Graeber was still alive
Here with bullshit jobs as a way of life
Fumbling bureaucracy
It ain't consistent
It's all hypocrisy
Hegel said the abolition of capital would be the end of contradictions
But claims like that get laid bare when we
Look at ten thousand years of civilization
Running out of land to exploit
So it's off to space and
People back home
We've been running out of patience
Mass cremations
Running out of oxygen
Human and the grid are becoming one
It's all surveillance
They still don't can't see us
They still don't can't see us
But I promise you this
They gon' see us
Went to bed in a failed state
Woke up in a fugue state
They should've bought our soul off
I mean, look at the crime rates
Under capital
Every human is illegal
So why kiss the ring when you need to put on all your people?
Season 20 of The Walking Dead
Starring you and all your friends
System updates to spot control and mostly sell you and your friends
Little Timmy still playing with fire
Loving the car alarm sound
And you a spectator
I don't keep wet blankets around
You can't eat what you can't taste
And you can't see what you can't feel
You can't run but you can stand your ground
Death threats, I sleep with the steel
But I refuse to become it
Ops and two-time Trump supporters
Trust me
You don't want it
I'm not a violent man
But I ain't no fucking coward
Saltpeter, gunpowder
'Cause I heard you like white power
This world is ours
And you're a sick and fucked up veteran
Come and see me
I'ma give you a lead shower
And to cover my ass
I'll report death threats to the cops
But word to Scott Crow
I place more faith in what I got at the gun shop
World stay brutal
Unimaginable horrors inflicted on so many
So of course I'm traumatized
My father told me not to cry when he beat me
But he's dead
His heart exploded from a meth overdose
I could've been so much more than a rapper
But when the dam breaks can't control water flows
These tears when they dry
Enough salt to salt any earth you run to for cover
Cut my family off 'cause blood ain't thicker than water
I'm selling
Still balling
'Cause money's still an illusion
But I'm tired of being poor
So I won't lick boots like you've been
You have no idea who you are fucking with
Went to bed in a failed state
Woke up in a fugue state
Life is fight or flight
I planted too many trees to run this time
Went to bed in a failed state
Woke up in a fugue state
Life is fight or flight
And I'm down to fight
Aight
So yeah I punched in at the end
But you know
We are strong
And no one can tell us we're wrong
Written by: Pacal Bayley, Tim Holland
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