Primitive Economics - Eidola

Primitive Economics - Eidola

  • Year of release: 2017
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:40

Below is the lyrics of the song Primitive Economics , artist - Eidola with translation

Lyrics " Primitive Economics "

Original text with translation

Primitive Economics

Eidola

Open you mind.

Accept the friction

All of our lives are an addiction

Deep within the earth is where we’re birthed

Genetics in decline

It’s all in how you survive

I know that every time I try

(reduction expansion engage the transaction)

I lose myself at the bottom line

This fear of destruction

(breakthroughs from broken backs)

Is the nature of my design

I know that one day I’ll be bitter

(our will is deserving our pockets still burning)

And the only one to blame, but you can rest assured

(conviction's what you lack)

I’ll show you all there is to see

Fabricate slander.

To live is to pander

(Like you never wanted this)

With dismay empower;

Consumer devour

Misuse of talent divided the planet

(Because I never wanted this)

Corrupted the balance, and left us in the filth

I’m in the enterprise of versatility

Calculate the weights and measures

Fate exceeds probability when

I take no investment lightly

As you stack your greed from wall to wall

You let your wealth devolve

It’s all in how you survive

I know that every time I try

(reduction expansion engage the transaction)

I lose myself at the bottom line

This fear of destruction

(breakthroughs from broken backs)

Is the nature of my design

I know that one day I’ll be bitter

(our will is deserving our pockets still burning)

And the only one to blame, but you can rest assured

(convictions what you lack)

I’ll show you all there is to see

Break down the walls of my mistakes

We dug our graves for none but us to lay

Oh you depraved;

have you no couth?

An eons wrath of hell to pay

We built our homes so we could run away

To what end will you go to cover up the lies you’ve sewn?

I can’t stand the thought of becoming everything I’m not

And pretending all my problems come from somewhere

That’s outside of my own head

I’d rather be fed to the pigs

Let my bones be a vestige of excess, of secrets, of flames and fear,

of progress, of sequence, of less is fair

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