Marathon - Doomtree

I had this dream that I was floating

I had this dream that I was floating

I had this dream that I was on top of the tallest building

And I could see everything around me

And I crept my toes over the edge

I had this dream that I was floating

I had the dream that I was on top

And I crept my toes over the edge

And I dropped everything I was holding

I’m tearing down all these outmoded ideas about now

How it’s going, what it is, and how it sounds

And I walk like midnight city in my grip like

Won’t let it slip until I get light

I’m burning all these old bodies, holding no vigils

See which pieces send smoke signals

No combing the ash, let the breeze sort it out

Boarded-out, that house I tore it down

When it all boils down there’s nothing but bones left

When it all boils down there’s nothing but bones left

When it all boils down there’s nothing but bones left

When it all boils down there’s nothing but bones left

Nothing but bones left, nothing but bones

And it’s the same safe

But the codes won’t work

Guess the joke’s on me

Looks like I’m on first

The map got turnt

Or the river took out the bridge

But we can’t get out

The way that we came in

The compass needle is sticking

The numbers step out of sequence

The stars here look hardly like the ones from last season

And we’ve been leaking diesel since the first freeze

You can leave the car keys in it

I’m getting out

Each brick is a pixel

Each step is a stitch in the dust

Grass it’ll whistle

Buzzed by the breath in your lungs

Get your day in the sun to be young

Streamers on the handlebars

Soft drugs and underwire

Love’s a funny animal

Be careful what you tell yourself

Fairy tales and anecdotes

Both dangerous for amateurs

Born hunter-gatherers

Agriculture-made matadors

Now given all we’ve wanted for

We watch it on the monitors

And you won’t know me by incisors or metacarpus

Claim carcass, head on the wall, body starting the metamorphose

They say we bitterly hold grudge

Distorted intent, well consider the sources

Cow tongue, it’s utterly horseshit

Huddled up, the rudder stuck, redirected our forces

Polyamory: fuck everybody

We devoted to the family, balance against the gravity

Self-hate, rediscovered inside misandry

Clean slate, my desire to rule the man in me

Fever for fire, the flame vapor, the skin paper, the blood thicker

Vein fill up sure as a shape-shifter

Follow forward with the sense of the spot blown

Call it origin, everything before it the Dead Zone

Underworld nan-god indivisible

No subliminal, every bit of mass is not critical

Deity Retired, just remember I lived

Cause you won’t know me by my skull or my rib

Locked in, clocked out

Yeah it is what it is

Just remember I lived

Cause you won’t know me by my skull or my rib

Locked in, clocked out

Yeah it is what it is

And I’m running to home, it’s running me dry

I loved the road but love can be blind

Covered in gold, covered in pride

Under an oath, under-disguised

And suffered the smoke stuck in your eyes

And we priced it, sold its name, nine sips of Novocaine

I sit inside a cell and side with the kinda hell

That likes when you show its pain

Lives off your fear of heights

Strikes when it’s all the same, and it’s feeling like

Like it’s a say anything moment

The reckonings are everywhere, the mezzanine’s closing

So I ain’t holding nothing on safety

Running up the towers, I was running on empty

Break me, shape me under the knife

Raise me up til I’m grown, break another device to set free

Shake the love of my life, tell them nothing was wrong

Tell me nothing was right, prestige

This time I slit the throat ruthless

Profuse rouges out the wound

Washing out these blueprints

Hammers to these lead balloons

Cement shoes and useless abuses

​ Leave the wolf toothless

I had this dream that I was floating

Free from these explosions in the subtle

Cuffs uncoupled

When I woke wildfire turned the broken into rubble

Turned myself into molten

Poured out what isn’t potent

I had this dream that I was floating

Uh, respect given where it’s livin'

Peace to non-violents populating the prisons

Bag of dicks, follow the money track

Chew on that if you profit off of somebody’s back

Atlas with the standards

Sickle’s sharp and red as fuck with my hammer

Chisel tippin', chisel chippin', shaping scenery

Hit the prism, catch a vision, whiff of unity

Let 'em dip and sweat and trip out on the tryptamines

Instead of feeling it’s better living through chemistry

Or probably extra feeling everything

Hyper-realing the fuck out of nights because days sting

And playthings save sentiments

Pain brings them same things to resent and quit

So it’s a chest full of broke toys

And no noise is loud enough to drown me

Got your boy turning every knob to the right

Every button with an arrow up crushed

'Til my vision is bright white

Mute the dialogue, watch the lips move

Change the script around, make that bullshit tight

I been a real self-starter

Found myself swimmingly, real hot water

Since I was young I seem to feel this harder

These guys are fucking kidding me

World made for LARPers

I tend to ghost, knapsack, arrow, and stealth

Full of mean and a copy of Health Is in You!

Sometimes it be like that

Just gotta put the pipe down and get your feelings back, ya heard?

Kids, spitting on teens

Pulling down cloud nine, pissing on dreams

Shitting on em, it’s real bodily for me right now

I’m 'bout to body somebody and barf

Every fluid 'cept the good one

Giver everyday 'til every city is in ruins

And Bash 'til I’m burger

Hashtag No Kings, crash y’alls server