Only Sleeping Lyrics

I got a story to tell you
And it goes like this

Yo

There was a blind man, a dead man, and um, the son of man
And all these motherf*ckers said that they was me
I said intriguing, but didn't know who was speaking
So we went to the upper room so we could see
The corpse said I am he, it's obvious so don't try it
Y'all are born to be me, the grave is calling so lay quiet
While
I pour the wine for all the children for some pride
Do this in forgetfulness of me 'cause life is fine
Rewind said the blind because I hear but I ain't seein' it
I can't forget regret it rings my collars, brain and eyes are ripped
Like loneliness, and in the test of vividness we takin' sips
Like the wine we imbibe, but ain't no f*ckin' trip
To pull the legs out from death, it just keeps crawling closer
Life ain't but a bit of smoke and pain, why grow older
When the weight of what should have been will drag your head deeper
Into the depths, where mermaids drown you but forget
It's just a bullshit world, like the heaven I can't see
An absurd promise from above but which way is up?
The only sweeter shit grow on the barrel when I squeeze
From dark to dark peace, death I become thee

You see, the next chapter though
It goes a little something like this

It goes one for the trouble, two for the blind
Three bless the dead, four who am I?
I put my pen across the paper, looked upon the son demented
I would rather die than live and never know just who I am
Son of man looked up, and put his knife by his plate
Said I'm the bastard child of god, I've got the cross and the bloody fate
Join the sufferance, my son of pain, and gain fame
Wealth you can't keep, miracles you can't explain
He put his hand on the dead and asked him where he put his soul
He said I sleep inside the furnace to escape from the cold
Blind said I missed the life I lived with eyes closed
Son of man said I haven't asked you shit, so stay froze
Turned the dead into a newborn child, but born blind
The blind he turned dead, but with eyes still looking fine
The stairway to heaven's been closed for renovation
All the sufferers are just waiting for elevation Son asked did I want to see more, what for?
He laughed, even bastard children find the back door
To the kingdom
You have to kill a man to see what's in him
You never see the river you cross, the only wisdom's that
Brains are full of wine, pens are full of blood
Do this in remembrance of me because we turn to dust
Pain is just change, turn pain to love
Do this in remembrance of me

Listen brothers, He has shown thee
What's required of thee only
To do justly and love mercy
With Selassie to walk humbly

Murderer! But I'm still shining
City's sick and dying but you won't see me crying
In the garden with Selassie changing water into weed
Treetop smoking and y'all can't find me

Murderer! But I'm still shining
City's sick and dying but you won't see me crying
In the garden with Selassie changing water into weed
Treetop smoking and y'all can't find me

Sitting shotty in the Caddy, Jesus in the driver's seat
Sugar on my trigger finger, laugh and life's sweet

Shotty in the Caddy Jesus in the driver's seat
Sugar on my trigger finger, laughin'

I've been talking to the souls that hang from telephone poles
Walking on the coals 'til I grow diamonds on the soles
Of my shoes, speak in tongues and cast the devil out of crews
I run until there's nothing to prove

I've been talking to the souls that hang from telephone poles
Walking on the coals 'til I grow diamonds on the soles
Of my shoes, speak in tongues and cast the devil out of crews
I run until there's nothing to prove

Talking to the souls, telephone poles
Walking on the coals, diamonds on the soles
Speak in tongues and cast the devil out of crews
I run until there's nothing to prove

Now it goes one for the trouble
Two for the deceased
Three for heaven hoping that's where you and I meet

One for the trouble
Two for the deceased
Three for heaven hoping that's where you and I meet

One for the trouble
Two for the deceased
Three for heaven hoping that's where you and I meet

One for the trouble
Two for the deceased
Three for heaven hoping
Still hoping

Still hoping...

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