Cerebral Broadside - What's been said

Yeah
Oh oh
What I've said, what I've said
There's a siren aching wailing
Inside of this head
Sung it out to that lass
What I've said, drives you mad
I've given more than I've taken into this web
Strung you out, spun in glass
Honestly all in a minute, I'll give you a life from a lyric
Entirely I been a-livin' it freein
My feelings from constant delirium
I put in my time and my diligence
Open your eyes to the brilliance
The body I walk isn't infinite
but the body I write, surely gettin' there
Life is a gift that I've found as the present
Intensity lost to the resonance
Massage with the penmanship reliable doctors
Prescribe 'em this album of audio medicine
We got you no question bottle, bottomless the right direction
All of art is just a press, describin' how we lost the stress
K, balance the prime terminology
Commune beyond symbology
Follow me brought out the fire and
Through it forgot what was stoppin' me
Dart at cartography chartin' a fuel for a spark of the
Colony entheogenic discography brought you an olive tree Why?
One peace, one love, and I'm finally free of, of, of
What I've said, what I've said
There's a siren aching wailing
Inside of this head
Sung it out to that lass
What I've said, drives you mad
I've given more than I've taken into this web
Strung you out, spun in glass
We live in the time of the effortless
In a rhythm so reckless
I've given you more than I take
And forsaken a time
Savin' the date made you breathless
Fortunate time to be living it free huh
Now we're wasting the breeze
Courted a mind in a pool of unease, now
An unstoppable feat
I'm cashing out when your pay to play
Took me for granted, thought you fooled the ace
No time to shine, no time to waste
I cut another tie, when I boot the lace
When you hibernate, I'm reclaiming the time
That you took, I take it to meditate
You hopped away, an amphibian
Added to prophecy, honestly I'm ok
This knight's still young, you've aimed your web
This rook gave the bishop cane
Pawn tipped on her head, notched on her bed
Why's this king always wasting his breath
What I've said, what I've said
There's a siren aching wailing
Inside of this head
Sung it out to that lass
What I've said, drives you mad
I've given more than I've taken into this web
Strung you out, spun in glass

Written by:
John Peck, Sam Tackett

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