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Epic

from Virus Diaries by Finn Martin

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When I’m cruising I’m rushing no booze on my tongue
When I’m losing my cool like a bruiser in London
The rules are confusing so let loose the juices
And try not to act like they tighten up the noose

These fools are abused like a problem step child
ruling the coup with some modest exile
I’m lost in the cube with the softest textiles
A comfy padded room where I’m walking my best miles

So wipe the smirk off your face when you’re serving
Em up with a platter of bait behind the curtain
Uplift the curse it's absurd to swerve it
Letting these nerds know the wait was worth it

I’m perking up while I stir in some bullshit
This ain’t my first rodeo surrounded by humans
opinionated merchants trying to steal your worth its
Getting on my nerves so let’s make em feel nervous


I go tit for tat when I’m spitting this rap shit
Getting sick with it like i’m kissing bats it’s
spreading sickness like a fucking pandemic
Gun to my head like write the damn epic

My mood is exhumed from the darkest mistakes
Sitting down in hell cooking up these mix tapes
Living through nightmares and dreamscapes it takes
More patience than a hospital police state

So lock it down locked and loaded like they come for your guns
Fuck no we won’t be getting onto the bus quietly
Sit back and watch the riot beat
While the cops get filmed pirating all your privacy

Sign on the dotted line and waive your rights
Then wave goodbye and pay no mind
Gotta wash the brain and erase the time
now shut the fuck up while we wait in line

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from Virus Diaries, released June 8, 2020

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