1,000 Deaths Lyrics - Singles - Aesop Rock

Yo, 

I saw the rod-eye cross inverted circling above my turret 

Slither spiraling banister down a hide 

My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves 

Where vendors count the stolen citrus out they pyramids 

Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd rail surges 

Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits 

Oooh child, raised as oddity, son of a circus side show freak 

Pertinent to the slide show, the winos leak but I won't speak 

Infected projection hung thicken the air 

Pungent is burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes 

Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers 

And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god 

Sweet Christ crucify me with railroad spikes 

Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave 

All failed, the most serene communication's pageant 

Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges 

I spell Merit with my name stitched on my heritage 

Incinerate arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished wind 

Buried in leagues a please, thank you, pardon, excuse me 

Your welcome, may I? ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not 

Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath 

Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it 

Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream 

Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions 

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I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours 

For kicking your fantasies overboard 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed 

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs 

For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed 

You ever died a thousand deaths? I have 

And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nervous laughter made abode at 

Nomad, I roam in a social coma 

Jonesin' for home alone days to sink how my poems I 

Dig in the dirt I bring up the earth like pulley systems 

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Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries 

Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury 

Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me 

Carpet bomber spearheading fink-eye beretta 

Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine 

Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand salami 

links 

And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit wall 

Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards 

Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward 

Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers 

My wing span can and will employ full expansion 

Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands panning for gold 

Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to 

ashes 

All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches 

Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear 

Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard 

And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't 

Bundled in my humble little plummet 

Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes 

me sick 

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours 

For kicking your fantasies overboard 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed 

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and 

theirs 

For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed 

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours 

For kicking your fantasies overboard 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed 

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and 

theirs 

For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs 

I mean I'm only one servant, makin one hell of a diversion 

And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed