Zeitgeist Philosophy Bandcamp

Finally put my last album up on Bandcamp. Free downloads, name your price. 2 Bonus tracks. New album coming soon.

Bulletproof Bottles (prod. Ryan Eads) Lyrics

Bulletproof Bottles

Inebriation from the molten sand 

Take me further from the thirst to get a fortune hand

Get to work intoxicated plausibility begin 

Crunching numbers whether I'll be another in the Flock of man. 

While the father figure stuffs through the crimp catch 

Law enforcement calling dust on the dispatch

A fringing needle meets its cusp on a twin graph 

Repressions aren't equal all my aquifers  are Mismatched

Meet the nauseating nozzle pumping gremlins into bottles when an effervescence wobbles on an elegant rebuttal in the tenement of puddles with a hesitant once over I shove it to the side

Rather, I stuff in down into the depths, I muster up what little left 

Of unction in my dying breath

Grab a bottle, shove the rest -inside

(Hook)

Little did I know at the time of my dinner with the missus of solar Ray sine 

Such a fake eye wait guy don't fall for the snake venomous lies

Break vestigial lines 

Bottlenecking to the hideous inside 

And little did the banter ease a riddling fear of end and anxious plea mangle thanks and angst it breeds 

And thanks to these

I tanks my needs awful

Fragile spirit, bulletproof bottles

Little did I know at the time of my dinner with the missus of solar Ray sine 

Such a fake eye wait guy don't fall for the snake venomous lies

Break vestigial lines 

Bottlenecking to the hideous inside 

And little did the banter ease a riddling fear of end and anxious plea mangle thanks and angst it breeds 

And thanks to these

I tanks my needs awful

Fragile spirit, bulletproof bottles

Sitting sideways on highways

Flat tires eyes dilated

You'd think it was fun to play

The way they say why MC A.? 

Why the hide of the normals

Why you climb out the door hinge 

Why's your head out the window?

I live my life by the tempo

I speed it up when it gets slow

Anything I'm feeling I keel over and say not it like Windsor 

Wince in the midst of the idea I need to fringe more

Recoil from the soil such as a Dimple in the flitting slope 

Such a fitting hope

Stuff into the thing and close

Closing notes

You should know your brother can't grow in a bubble nope

(hook)

Witch Hunt Lyrics

Solitary salad section awkward paring destination for the knight in feather Armour with a dyson in his armchair reaching out for welterweights see this ebbing designation rip another mate to shreds ay it's a dead day

And I don't see the light of day when I can finally sign away

I keep getting that 9 of spades

Distance divide the plains

I'm caught in the circle of circuses surfing the surface of earth in a search for a purpose

Blurring my focus with grey goose and Turkish camels I dance with a bitter resurgence 

Help me I'm lost and I'm not in harmony with myself my long thirst for scars in my arteries 

And why in society Catharsis is heresy?

A bottle of emotions in the freezer,

Didn't break just barely 

I zip my coat up to protect me from them witches

The ones over there had the pentagrams I'm a witness

Let the common people speak and freely choose their own niches 

Feed all the medicine men with 5 loaves and 2 fishes 

They got a scam hearted encephalon 

Separate from delegate hell sent from Beelzebub but I soothe their tooth for sorry blood and use a sooth to Harrow dung  hiccup in a disconnect to picture pick and borrow plum fuzz peach.. what

Witch hunt

Empty logic full of stigma

A normal with his fist up

Leeches skin and bone to fisticuffs 

Piss poor

Moneybags knock on his door

History

Repeat in cyclone of hinge doors

Who's been acting magically no sir I did no such thing 

Just tobacco in the ashtray and a cup of robust blend

I dream of black hole coffee beans darker than my lungs tinge 

I want my morning Joanna to suck me dry like a sun crisp

What do I do

What do I go and do after I know that it's true that ill be in the lieu of the tooth of the noose

If I consume of the loosest of shoes

Subconscious nudges are subject to hushes plus I Behoove to the choose

Superimpose a lucid induction 

Who's that comin in

Lawman, get to the attic

Crawl in the Sawzawed wall after a pause, kiss from my daddy

He said hide here till it's safe son I dunno if ill see you after

And you know that I---

Crash blast packs half ashes half plasma

ORE VENDORS lyrics

ORE VENDORS

Pickaxe matchstick ore, more ore, 

Pick up gaseous ore, more 

hold up

Slave state

It's hard to light a match in shackles 

Slave mate

It's hard to love while losing battles

 Flame plate

Balance a pork wing on the magma 

Slave state

Chains my wrists look like two saturns 

Get me out of here I'm data feared of access to the passwords we need change at least 2 symbols in a saucer

And feed it to the cat with an eighth a cup of milk 

If I place your items back will you wane your bitter ills?

Please

Just calm down

It's not all that all bad 

When I wish them a good day I'm taken as offhand 

And I dunno why

I guess I'm the typa different socially guy

In death I comply jest to the ply it's hard to boogie with hands tied in slave state 

It's hard to light a match in shackles 

Slave mate

It's hard to love while losing battles

 Flame plate

Balance a pork wing on the magma 

Slave state

Serpent's Servant to regurgitate data 

Sheep for slaughter 

sleep tomorrow 

eat their sorrow  

only the good get to leave their harrow 

blacksmith Armour

past tense charter 

passed before your birth ensures you tack all worth to faux alma mater 

That's not all I'm fond of 

I'm willing to grant you sawdust 

If you get me up out of this office

Cuz I'll be here like plastics

If this plan don't go fantastic

Tonight I bust out of the shackles

And bust through the walls of the castle 

And go out like matchsticks 

You won't make it without my tactics 

They replay on your last breath 

Repeat exactly what you just said and add that it was their epiphany 

You kidding me? Add shit to shit that we endure 

hold up

What do you know about it 

I am extreme low amount

BacKnowledge in my REM 

Tarnished pennies in the sofa now 

See me  tossed off

Blurring my talk off 

Is it my hand like Southpaw 

Or a flame intent hot sauce ?

I feel it but that's not at all causality 

But it's my best attempt to try to explain all this naturally 

I look around and see society a smoker's atrophy  

With each individual suffering the loneliest tragedies  

Slave shift day end and don't know which is worse 

Goodnight, sweet dreams, okay it's time to go to work

Get up, get your boots on

Transform sleeping giant to conform like a futon 

Sign your hands and feet away Adorned in a Stupor 

Completely forgot about your plans for a loophole 

(Hard to light a match in shackles)

Perplex Lyrics

She spends her day just tryna make a Cutthroat 

Stop all the ways he is always tryna fuck her..

She tells him "I am not your lover,

You are not entitled to me, and not another"

But he doesn't listen 

nothin hittin 

doesn't get it 

hugs the victim 

funnily sums the position

Utterly dumps in his diction 

robbery runs when it's finished 

Charity runs for his dinner 

And doesn't  help with the dishes 

(Get my name there

Written in the flame there,

Tell me, is the game fair?

Tell me at our date ma'am 

Save complaints for later, 

I'm busy fucking you over,

I can't concentrate here,

Ill address it on Facebook)

(So please shut up now, I've done all I can but love, now. 

You can huff and puff and house down,

Actually... that's my job now.)

Bias Lyrics

All this got me Lop (liver/lung older pores) sided when I try to find a sliver of an open door

I ain't stop to think if I bring in soldier wars "try me" well then blimey I'd be fucked if I didn't know what they're for

Double vision comes in fours 

Brainwash, inebriated, before bias, after narcissistic lore 

Throw my Darwin out the door

Push my darlin' to the floor morph a hypoc'''' Bastard Parsimonisaur  

Confirmation bias is inside me parasitic pathogen with pluvian acid PET 

Surveys, surgery forays. factual porridge before I perform More days

Same mouths that suckled silver spoon announce I ween to better job

Cornea refract doom and sunken sockets his rotted orbit looming while I laugh it off 

Like I can pawn this package off while watched like Andrey Sakharov 

I don't think that'll happen dawg. 

Like centennial of Asimov's robotics or Orwell novels

Time'll tell more than foresight models 

As for my knowledge, I get frustrated often that our pay is so sparse, "better job" is farce

They got it given them and tell us it's not that hard

Kun Matada sop (if I hung for my words)

Finding when I try to find a sliver of an open door

I just stop and think need a crew like polymers

"Try me" well then blimey id be fucked if I'm the only one aboard 

'Humble' ingrates come in hordes 

Brainwashed, inebriated, all are biased with their narcissistic lore    

Throw my Darwin out the door

Push my darlin' to the floor morph a hypoc'''' Bastard Parsimonisaur

Confirmation bias is inside you parasitic pathogen with pluvian acid Interlude 

Storage surgery forays.  factual porridge before you perform a spittle tooth

Deck me Defamation when I spook your incantations deal and delegate a tactile oxymoron, moron [(hexadecimal) from fourth with hordes of boron spawned] resorts to paranormal formulas

In an orbit does your little life seem important much just adore your such exaggerated gusto and/or two shoes while your morals are disgusting and your bwho's who

Is spillin out ya mouth

Oh what is it now?

You bent the laws of nature and want me to pound it out?

Pedal lateral lil' pebble power landslide

Fatal laceration and they say it wha'd'no damn knife 

I need a pencil dawg, fillin out the scantron 

Cookie cutter butter loosely under deserve damn wrong

Stereotype mindset is a daily phenomenon 

        The ones who do it most think it a hapax legomena 

Zipf's world sister logarithm Apex andromeda 

        Top 20 pluck a harp in mind but truth its Salient harmonica 

       Well, hey, what if they like having a hard life?

Like the antelope adore a fatal jaguar bite

Baroque coping mechanistic land mine

Lag line dopamine tag team downtime

And tell you softly we're high in the low life

Tergiversate our warmth in the snow blind

Happy little slaughterhouse line waiting bovine 

Slag grime totally snag piece timeline

But you ignore it for the benefit when your interests are instruments of dividends and filaments of wickedness, as in narcissism shit brotha help a brotha out,

Not I, the under mittens under rubber 

Persimmons

Simon hark schism but won't listen to individuals

Won't heed to Infinitesimals, or read into residuals, don't need help from the decimals, yellow, it's your conscience mellowed by my suppression hence its time for its rebellion

Know your bias,

Know your separatism 

Know your ingrained stereotypes so you can polish out the felon Reason 

Tell the deacon we don't need his indoctrination season we don't need the television with its telemarket schemes and beauty standards 

Conjure quandary with querulous demands of perfection while they farthest from it pocket summit imbroglio of sprockets in the microns  

Chains await in menagerie, Toxic interactions

To buy into, bet your life on an ene-friendship 

Sell your silver fillings to the greedy

Demigod dentist 

I think it's time they are sentenced 

Money mogul tennis invest in their images of Dennis the menace 

When the masses ask why it's so hard, don't you laugh it off

We can't pawn this package off while watched like Andrey Sakharov 

That'll never happen dawg

So be the first to do and last to talk

Cookies Lyrics

Cookie cutter image through a time frame

Expectations of a foolish mind game

I wonder why we try to cover up our human kind ways

Do we thirst for brain detergent? Or fooled by their mind games?

Cookie cutter image through the public schools

Codes of dress and conduct find us victim to their rubbish rules

neglect an empty brain as long as they see that our stomach's full

After all the tests and quizzes we don't have much that's useful 

And I predict the time will come when students will not listen to your silent judge of mind of one different soul with an "oh well" much longer this resistance getting stronger

That's somebody's daughter that got sent home cuz the opposite sex (misogyny) 

Can't be trusted with temptations 

I guess respect of women wasn't in his education

Making moral humans is low in your list of reputations 

Mr principal only show up for the compensation 

Take a look at the lesson plan and you will find it to be

The baseline handbook of how to function in society 

The same decomposing system that they try to keep

Let's stop with individual cookies, it's time we make one giant piece

Cookie cutter image through a time frame

Expectations of a foolish mind game

I wonder why we try to cover up our human kind ways

Do we thirst for brain detergent? Or fooled by their tide/gain?

Cookie cutter image for the working class

A futile race to label first or last

Test for marijuana but don't test for diligence 

They will string us out to dry until we cut the filaments 

The insecure false personas huddle by the water cooler

Stereotype the different ones inside their stupid false rumors:

"The new guy is an artist in his free time" - "I heard he's a wuss"

"And Debbie from accounting likes to hunt" - "I bet she's a butch"

And we oddballs don't enjoy partaking in the useless gossip

Putting others down, your fancy, hey what's that in your pocket?

Getting tired of it cuz it seems to be your only topic

Outcasted employees like me know that your shaming is toxic to the children, to the team morale, the feeble hearts and kind minds

 You Despise your place your designation behind lines

You wish you knew your life at the moment that I find mine

Degrade me for my stray of your imaginary Timeline

Cookie cutter image through a time frame

Expectations of a foolish mind game

I wonder why we try to cover up our human kind ways

Do we thirst for brain detergent? Or fooled by their mind games?

Cookie cutter image meets its downfall

Soon the pieces of expected pictures will be outlawed 

A liberating freedom for the ones who have been down trod 

When the torturous vultures are released to hunt without claws

And I predict this time will come much sooner than the one percent would hope employ their mind games to elongate our sentence and initiate another deca-winter

From cliche cliques won't let me enter

Deploy disparaged grin  but they tell me I know better than to beg for dinner

I asked for a dollar they referred me to the task force

Ask for job they decree I need degree of a bachelor

Ask for tuition they put me back on Mediterranean avenue tell me I need cash, well

That's what I was After

I feel behind my back that there is laughter

This greedy bastard bull to bully and graze in my pasture 

Perhaps I'm just adapting to the dark grown mind eye aperture 

But when I tried to fit in, I fell through the cracks, what a disaster