• Souls Highway
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  • Souls Highway

    Between The Lines

    Between the lines

    (What it tis it taint,& What it taint it tis
    Its the theme of ?where we're goin'?)

    [Verse 1: Slug]
    See the police man, notice the lonely man
    How do you think he keeps his head on straight?
    Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he visions
    When he squints at the line from behind those shades
    Feel the summer's crest, overdressed
    So much sweat, his skin begins to chafe
    Its the surface wet the nervous mess
    Overbearing and jaded from carrying the weight
    Irritated and constipated
    And its all cup of player hated, funnelin consolidated
    Into the shell of one man with a gun
    Riding that thin line between the program and the sun
    And I don't hate you, for tryin to relate to
    Wishin you could find a trap door to escape through
    But if I see you as a threat to my seedling or my sibling
    I'm dying to pull the plug on your machine

    Chorus: Slug(2X)
    And I just might just find somebody
    And I just might just love somebody
    And I just might just feel somebody
    And I just might just kill somebody

    [Verse 2: Slug]
    Can you see her?
    She spends her whole day in a theater
    Livin her time in the life that she would prefer
    & she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes
    Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence
    But if they only knew?
    About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through
    Comin' across
    At a loss for dialogue
    Walkin through the fog
    With her eyes closed & her mind gone
    And now she lives in the films that she sees
    And dreams that she kills us repeatedly
    I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes
    If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness
    I'm waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters
    And slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies smothers in coffins
    Lovely little case study castaway cutie
    Masturbating in back of that matinee movie
    And someday, oneday, when the credits roll
    She'll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls
    Then we'll know to what death awake touch the sleep
    Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep end

    Chorus: (2X)
    And I just might just find somebody
    And I just might just love somebody
    And I just might just feel somebody
    And I just might just kill somebody(my body)

    [Verse 3: Slug]
    He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time
    Sometimes he'd make them up right off the top of his mind
    After doin shows for years, gettin respect from peers
    Killed the ego, lookin at these people like they're weird
    Road trips, truned to head trips
    Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqutes
    Optimism needs to feed off self-esteem
    But it seems that he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a thing
    Records sell well but still undergound
    Travels town to town
    Holdin hands with fans that love his sound
    When it comes to roundance hope he can enjoy it
    Don't slow down momentum, afraid he might destroy it
    When he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understand
    That he outstands only in the shadow of a man
    Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll
    Walkin that high-wire, passin it off is humble
    But theres a thin line,between screams and smiles
    Seen the miles, wishin he can go home & read to his child
    But tonight's the last day, put the butt in the ashtray
    Locked the door and slit both wrists backstage

    Chorus: (2X)

    [Outro: Slug]
    Onwards,forwards continuance renaissance
    Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
    Onwards,forwards continuance renaissance
    Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
    Onwards,forwards continuance renaissance
    Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
    Nothing but love for the music and its offspring
    Bouncin' off the boxsprings and tryin to make it to the crosses

    I just might just....
    I just might just....
    I just might just....(fade out)

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