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Entropy by Epiphanatic Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

[INTRO]
Enter into entropy
The end of all we know
Remember
We're not welcome here
If dead from head to toe

[VERSE ONE]
So i breathe in
Breathe out
Weak thin
Teeth out
Sink both rows
From the foam
Freak mouth
Both hands on the back
Of a bold beat down
Won't hold it all up
If the luck goes south
I wake up, wake up
Walk away
From wonderment
To disbelief
Is it just his hobby?
Or a passion
Made for his relief?
Trial; by design
I combine, to complete
I could find what i'm made of
Paid in deceit
[Chorus]
Enter into entropy
The end of all we know
Remember
We're not welcome here
If dead from head to toe
So, resurrect the pleasure
With a treasure chest of gold
No fabricated measurement
Could stand the test of cold

[VERSE TWO]
Value would be monitored
By monetary funds
The arbitrary artist
And compartment
Of his tongue
Its hard to be a father
When you've only been a son
Yeah, its difficult to raise a child
If there's more that one
But i take that time, right
'til i'm in the limelight
Love is all i got to give
Dont have a fuckin' dime
Like, i remember callin' daddy
Beggin' him for Domino's
And Ramen Noodle packages
When poverty was common, yo
Ask me where the comma goes
I always come up second
Yo, 'cause first things hurt;
Then a force to become reckoned
I could beckon, i could beg
For this day to never end
But, that would be a foolish endeavor
I'm cool with bein' friends
[Chorus]
Enter into entropy
The end of all we know
Remember
We're not welcome here
If dead from head to toe
So, resurrect the pleasure
With a treasure chest of gold
No fabricated measurement
Could stand the test of cold

{BRIDGE]
So i lay down, lay down
Cry myself to sleep
'cause my tired eyes are open
I been wired for a week
I've been runnin' through
Like every thought
That's on my mind
And fear?
My only true companion
Guess he'll take it up, from here


[Chorus]
Enter into entropy
The end of all we know
Remember
We're not welcome here
If dead from head to toe
So, resurrect the pleasure
With a treasure chest of gold
No fabricated measurement
Could stand the test of cold
[VERSE THREE]
I could make it up
But honesty itself
Is an illusion
I confuse the two
For progress
It's a problem
I abuse it
I could use a little pick-me-up
Sickness; got me clouded
Help me rise above it
'cause you loved me
When they doubted
Did you know, i had my demons?
That i seem to carry baggage?
That i back away from positives
And rot away with maggots?
Mom, i got away with murder
When the motive, was in question
On a quest, to be the best at this
Im loaded, no suppression

[Chorus]
Enter into entropy
The end of all we know
Remember
We're not welcome here
If dead from head to toe
So, resurrect the pleasure
With a treasure chest of gold
No fabricated measurement
Could stand the test of cold


[OUTRO]
I'm so cold