Telescope 가사

I try to learn when I sprout a life out from nothing I view it in a brand new frame I put all of my faith in this All of my faith in this If I goof up again What can I make from the mess? Say adéu! Fuck that coulda, woulda, shoulda shit Thus, your head spits pain, and the bullet rampages The generation of danger You were da’ one who overlook’ da’ rule book Ya’ whole crew’ shook I'm the target of anger Thus, your head spits pain, and the bullet rampages The generation of danger Thus, your head spits pain Do you feel d-disdain for me? Can’t get away from me, motherfucker! This ain’t the time to hide your shame You’re in the process, two more hearts to go Preacher decided he’s done being quiet The people love violence It’s human nature, watch ‘em take it and take it again And seventy-seven attempts later There’s a bad cop who turns the cheek -He likes to watch ‘em squirm around on the pavement That’s the delusion of safety You proudly carried the torch But the porch had been doused with kerosene Suddenly, you can’t face me Suddenly, it seems you can’t walk at all Because I changed that! Fuck your coulda, woulda, shoulda shit! Thus, your head spits pain, and the bullet rampages The generation of danger You were da’ one who overlook’ da ‘rule book Ya’ whole crew’ shook I'm the target of anger Thus, your head spits pain, and the bullet rampages The generation of danger Thus, your head spits pain Do you feel d-disdain for me? Can’t get away from me! I know the rich men park somewhere in bruges Then the road winds further and further Into the fog, into the maze Until they’re so caught up in haze They couldn’t see me ‘till I swept their fucking legs I peel out like a shadow Follow them straight into the maze They can’t hear me when I sneak up from behind And put chemicals in their brain I know the rich men park somewhere in bruges Then the road winds further and further Into the fog, into the maze Until they’re so caught up in haze They couldn’t see me ‘till I swept their fucking legs