Soundscapes - Fliptrix, Farma G

My soundscapes reverberate in zones that I’m roamin' in

Echoes stay copious, maybe there’s no controlling 'em

Waves show no apathy, crashing yet I’m condonin' those

And fear for the ones who yet to flee the fallopian

Eternal souls are pure as a spirit 'til incarnation forms

I open it, cracks in the concrete where a lone rose is flourishing

Enlightenment to happiness, love all the way to sufferin'

Emotions are a thing that you’re livin' I’ll take you none of it

Every life’s a curve just certain ones are voluptious

I’m perched on the bridge of insanity like a sittin' duck

Lungs singed and blood spittin' flames never spit a dud

See the snakes live with the vivid, the spliffs I bun

Spent my life splittin' bud

Numb me like killing a citizen in a hit and run

But little truth it can’t be done, I figured that and passed it on

I’m bringin' back the art that’s lost

Gorillas in the mist I see them swingin' from the arms of God

I’m runnin' in the jungle bare-face

With no armour on, where am I, I can’t be gone

I can’t be gone

I feel alive don’t take me away

Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape

I can’t leave, man, I live for the day

Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames

Trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea

A prelude to a kiss, I sunbathe in the stars

Polka-dots and moonbeams, and if you see my saviour

Don’t challenge his behaviour

A faded picture of a yesterdays and what it gave ya

Along the lullaby, with black velvet melancholy

It’s what it’s always been, regrets of a nobody

King of the wild frontier, farmers and the partisan

Hold eleven generations in a single tear

And that’s what makes a man, the truth will set you free

A revolution of the mind that inspire the streets

And some will gradually imploding on the image of a killer

Trapped in a grey house of mirrors

And when doves cry, I’m like the man with the child

In his eyes tearing at my the flesh for every terrible lie

That’s told, because the truth’s too cold

And everyone should know the story of the moss and the Rolling Stones

And as we Fliptrix and build soundscapes

We try providing you a plan for a quick escape

'Cause this is music from the heart and you can hear the pray

(Breathe in breathe out exhale those flames)

I feel alive don’t take me away

Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape

I can’t leave, man, I live for the day

Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames