The Brave And The Snake - P.O.S

The Brave And The Snake - P.O.S

Альбом
Never Better
Год
2009
Язык
`English`
Длительность
233600

Below is the lyrics of the song The Brave And The Snake , artist - P.O.S with translation

Lyrics " The Brave And The Snake "

Original text with translation

The Brave And The Snake

P.O.S

Dedicated to the brave and the snakes how they stay

Steady raising mistakes like the earth won’t quake

If they don’t break rank, and the bank, and the take, and the hate

And the shape of the grief in the wake of a mistake

Dedicated to the trust in the grave, to the lust and the haze

Every co-dependent with a gust to behave, to the old pet names

The dust and dead pets in the backyard graves

Dedicated to the dedicated few

Under medicated with an elevated view

Stuck down, big ups to the buck-short

The harsh, the snitched, the not-rich, the miscourt

Those who demonstrate when the rest just say

Or penetrate when there ain’t no way

Dedicated to the sweat in the face

Of a man misplaced who finds his own lane

Dedicated to the brave and the snakes how they stay

Steady raising mistakes like the earth won’t quake

If they don’t break rank, and the bank, and the take, and the hate

And the shape of the grief in the wake of a mistake

Dedicated to the trust in the grave, to the lust and the haze

Every co-dependent with a gust to behave, to the old pet names

The dust and dead pets in slippery concaves

Dedicated to the dedicated few

Over-medicated with an underrated view

Stuck down, big ups to the buck-short

The harsh, the snitched, the not-rich, the miscourt

Those who demonstrate when the rest just play

Or penetrate like today’s that day

Dedicated to the sweat in the face

Of a man misplaced who finds his own lane

Dedicated to the real, to the raw

To the ball in the court of a tall sip

Slip through the sidewalk, skip through the hard part

Tip to the card shark, rip through the rampart

Rampage campaign, masquerade that-a way

Dedicated to any fucker that back breaks

Dedicated to any mother with cracks in her pretty face

Dedicated to the rat race

And to the great escape, and to the greatest days

And to the things we make with our own hands

And to the way we stay within the arms delay

Until the sting of loss in our own land

And to the great escape, and to the great escape

To the great escape, to the great escape

To the great escape, to the great escape

To the great escape, to the great escape

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