Capricorn Cat Songtext
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Capricorn Cat Songtext
Man born out of a Sahara sandstorm
Deep in a flying dream with nothing to land on
His thoughts like a time machine, stuck on random
He steps like a brand new building, we abandon
A phantom presence like the moon shadow
The looms narrow in the minds of those trying assume battle
Never part of this to praise arias
His beliefs freed slaves like Spartacus
Saved, under the watch of a Roman guard
Tied to a cross, burned alive like Joan of Arc
Shown the dark without finding Jesus
Sewn a path as hard as asylum seekers
Inspiring speeches in a language few talk
His culture′s seen as Afghans in New York
No support from an industry full of atheists
And still his faith is bound to rock like glaciers
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Representing heads tested like Chanel helmets
Calibrating scales that never felt balance
Faced with a challenge in the inner city area
While labels scout talent for a mini America
He holds tight to a disconfigured road mic
Standing at the crossroads with no guide
No light from the spot, now he's helping himself
Spitting fire like the fountains of hell
And it ain′t hard to tell that he's found camaraderie
Opened the valve to an underground artery
Uncooperative prodigy politics scholarship odyssey
No ominous prophecy, a common hypocrisy
Just follow it honestly, honour its code of ethics
With the polar textures that punch a hole through your solar plexus
We hold the message like the ears of Echelon
Three thousand and three, who's keeping the pressure on?
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
He maintains, echoes activism
Projects flow with electromagnetism
Gathers wisdom with a kleptomannerism
And scams the system causing metro anarchism
Glad he′s living in an obese city
Even the haters got no beef with him
′Cause he reaches gritty heads from shitty suburbs
Who reek of cigarettes and stinky skunk herbs
All the trained soldiers trapped in a world where death's game over
Fighting through stages like brothers trying to remain sober
Desperate, digging for change through a stained sofa
Misdirected by the same brochure
Yeah he remembers that, not a pretentious cat
The Capricorn cat keeps his adventures mapped
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Deep in a flying dream with nothing to land on
His thoughts like a time machine, stuck on random
He steps like a brand new building, we abandon
A phantom presence like the moon shadow
The looms narrow in the minds of those trying assume battle
Never part of this to praise arias
His beliefs freed slaves like Spartacus
Saved, under the watch of a Roman guard
Tied to a cross, burned alive like Joan of Arc
Shown the dark without finding Jesus
Sewn a path as hard as asylum seekers
Inspiring speeches in a language few talk
His culture′s seen as Afghans in New York
No support from an industry full of atheists
And still his faith is bound to rock like glaciers
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Representing heads tested like Chanel helmets
Calibrating scales that never felt balance
Faced with a challenge in the inner city area
While labels scout talent for a mini America
He holds tight to a disconfigured road mic
Standing at the crossroads with no guide
No light from the spot, now he's helping himself
Spitting fire like the fountains of hell
And it ain′t hard to tell that he's found camaraderie
Opened the valve to an underground artery
Uncooperative prodigy politics scholarship odyssey
No ominous prophecy, a common hypocrisy
Just follow it honestly, honour its code of ethics
With the polar textures that punch a hole through your solar plexus
We hold the message like the ears of Echelon
Three thousand and three, who's keeping the pressure on?
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
He maintains, echoes activism
Projects flow with electromagnetism
Gathers wisdom with a kleptomannerism
And scams the system causing metro anarchism
Glad he′s living in an obese city
Even the haters got no beef with him
′Cause he reaches gritty heads from shitty suburbs
Who reek of cigarettes and stinky skunk herbs
All the trained soldiers trapped in a world where death's game over
Fighting through stages like brothers trying to remain sober
Desperate, digging for change through a stained sofa
Misdirected by the same brochure
Yeah he remembers that, not a pretentious cat
The Capricorn cat keeps his adventures mapped
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Nowhere to fall back, passionate storm trapped
Deep in the soul of a Capricorn cat
Writer(s): Leigh Roy Ryan, Staaf Tirren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

