Texty:
Institute

Cold to disappear I missed you more these days And all these tattooed angels Have brought me back today I'm a wasted boy, empty master plan Been stuck

thought life was a symbol (I thought life was for livin) I thought life was for livin (I thought life was a symbol) I thought life was a fire There's an institute

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Blackalicious, the truth speaker A little somethin' Now if you want some best, come with a gun You can't fuck with the tongue or

We're going down the tubes to the underground Look what we've gone and done We're getting to the point Where nothing seems to work anymore If tolerance

Transformation, we become someone else Dislocation, as we get so far from ourselves My condition's getting worse I can't do without Addiction is the lust

In the way that you state your feelings No matter the cost How you separate all the cliches Still you get so lost But I wish I was wrong, wish I was

They got aeroplanes flying over you You cannot escape, see them watching you Be paranoid, they have lists Walls are listening, they know what you did

These nights are getting longer Seems like I've always been awake There is danger in the houses A nemesis in shape She took my metal bones Placed them

Steal your love as the good die young Take what's yours before they come All the right moves might Still leave you in a wrong place The strangest beauty