Spit Syndicate
Endgame
[Verse 1: Jimmy Nice]
As I walk down a road I’ve never been down before I notice
Nobody outside their homes, no lights, no guide for the hopeless
Hope that my joint stay lit, I savour it to keep me focused
Let it take me over, can't stomach this world sober
I float in a lake of liquor, perpetual hang over
None are spared, not the heir, the king, queen or the joker
Homeless ones to the brokers, nobles to private dancers
They look in the sky for answers and realise it's game over
Like where did all of the water go? Why are we in the deep end?
When's the last time you saw the sun, how did we not foresee it?
I pour out a bottle of black tears for all that was scenic, see it crack through the cement
We done seen it before, still we live with our eyes closed
Only living to die, I ain't trying to be late and say where did time go
(This), Stand tall with open arms, (is), that's how I greet the end
(The) Just like I greet a friend (end), until we meet again

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And now we're walking down this road that is littered with burnt feathers
I can't help but wonder where does it lead?
And the promise of buried treasure that's held this world together is lost
It's nowhere to be seen
They say tomorrow never comes, but you better be ready when it does
Stars falling out the sky, like they sent from above
Stand under the sun, dance in the red rain
It's already begun, welcome to endgame

[Verse Two: Nick Lupi]
Sometimes I zone out, and let my mind just drift
And I wonder, what will I leave when my time is finished
When everything that glitters and shines has faded into oblivion
Yeah I envision the end
With the, the rivers rising, the fire's been lit
And now the Richter is climbing, tell me man can you picture it?
You ever think of your horizon slipping?
We keep our heads in the sand, but the tide is imminent
And now, the light fixtures are flickering, kill the stillness of the night
Everything in bloom, withers in the light, like it's winter
No elixir could fix the sickness inflicted on this sky
No more visitors, the wickedness is rife
So line the pockets of all making a killing
Dealing everything we need to stay high on indifference
Stand under the sun, dance in the red rain
Party til day breaks, welcome to endgame

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[Bridge:]
No breath in the lungs, no spark in the eyes
No lead in the guns, no stars in the sky
It's already begun, no word of a lie
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Look at how far we've come, but the path is lined
With lead from the guns, with scars on the sky
Bullet holes in the sun, and the rivers run dry
Nothing left to be done, it all ends tonight

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