Chips

Ah Could've been an animal Could've been any number of combos of atoms though Really But we're here Peace to anybody who ain't ruled by fear (fear) I know, that's minimal And that's a hell of a trick if you can pull it though Maybe it's more socio- I could handle to offer some more I don't know I don't, I just read up I just wonder how we see through the haze And the malaise we made that betrays the whole space The charade of Nation States What a waste (what a waste) Waste And that's literal Peace to anybody who breathin' the same chemicals I mean ain't no border for air Ain't nothing but a Ponzi honestly, ay C'mon, no you're weird, no you're cuter, no your faith's based in fear Heh Know your place, no tears No great way around gates round here Nope Just gotta crash 'em Just gotta live it like you know it doesn't last, huh Out with three scoops and a fat f******u to the Carlyle group like that Could've been an animal Could've been any number of combos of atoms tho But we're here Peace anybody who ain't ruled by fear Redefine radical Almost down to a science Big love, big joy as an act of defiance You can fight it, or you can find it Sometimes it feels like a rallyin' cry Other times it feels like just cryin' Trying to keep the motherfucker on the road You don't even know where you're drivin' to And the radio said, "well, if I was you" And the highway sign said, "time to buy" And it ain't quite free but, compromise Birds on the power lines See, the only thing free is the free advice And the first hit And the second pair And the three day trial And the 4-5-6 always wins And that's about it Peace to everybody out here makin' and missin' Chips in Are you in or is you isn't? My mind flickers like the lights in the distance I can make it a palace or I can make it a prison It's too short for me to keep on trippin' on it It's too long for me to act like it Isn't long Too complicated I can't even sing along (ah!) But it's my own damn song So I'ma make that work and I'ma do that (ah!) I'ma bust that (ah!) to get you through that (ah!) While the gods and the devils go and do they worst Peace to everybody on the entire (ah!) Rock just floatin' through space Blow your whole fuckin' mind from your face --- Chips - Shredders