Territoire by The Pica Beats Lyrics
[Verse 1]
One turn against the grain, and coils in your bones
Not some dystrophy, and amplified in tone
Press down on spinning tops, and the spring drives through your hand
That spin will never stop 'til the forces understand
Pardoned with paragraphs that explain it all in length
Ten years of slavery is reduced to a wink
You'll shut both eyes and say that words are on your tongue
Gotta get your liquor up before the words can be sung
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone
[Verse 2]
Portrait of ownership will follow, hypnotized
Face down on polar rugs, in freezing copper mines
Look, see that iron ore is only leeching brass
Don't trust that iron orе, it's inspiration has passed
Posted in Pickering, to incrеase our profits there
Breathe in a little deeper now, say taste that city air
You'll shut both eyes and say that the future's on your tongue
Bottom out on Bitterlake, there's still time to be hung
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone
[Bridge]
Roads are changing back to pavement
High tides comin' on and all is sediment and
All essential, all essential
Repotential, repopulation
Roads are changing, back to pavement
High tides coming on and, all is sediment and
All essential, all essential
Repotential, repopulation
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone
One turn against the grain, and coils in your bones
Not some dystrophy, and amplified in tone
Press down on spinning tops, and the spring drives through your hand
That spin will never stop 'til the forces understand
Pardoned with paragraphs that explain it all in length
Ten years of slavery is reduced to a wink
You'll shut both eyes and say that words are on your tongue
Gotta get your liquor up before the words can be sung
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone
[Verse 2]
Portrait of ownership will follow, hypnotized
Face down on polar rugs, in freezing copper mines
Look, see that iron ore is only leeching brass
Don't trust that iron orе, it's inspiration has passed
Posted in Pickering, to incrеase our profits there
Breathe in a little deeper now, say taste that city air
You'll shut both eyes and say that the future's on your tongue
Bottom out on Bitterlake, there's still time to be hung
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone
[Bridge]
Roads are changing back to pavement
High tides comin' on and all is sediment and
All essential, all essential
Repotential, repopulation
Roads are changing, back to pavement
High tides coming on and, all is sediment and
All essential, all essential
Repotential, repopulation
[Chorus]
Territoire
Territoire, you alone