Judge The Disciple & Cloaqxdagger – Depokote Lyrics

Depokote Lyrics By Judge The Disciple & Cloaqxdagger

Tinker with the snares hidden underneath the stairs
Thoughts linger in the shadows smoke lingers in the air
Close quarters host borderline numb, gross horrors
Throat sore envelope pushed clear across the mortar
Landline landmines dial up the rubble
Coal mine attire no canaries in the huddle

Barely breathing air depleting scary dreaming eyes wide
Bathed in the soot hung caved like stalactites
Mad mind, baptized in grey scale by lamplight
Brave trail to trek grave tales hold the hands tight
Saddle up, every rides a chance to play the victim
Met a challenger in the cavern while laughing in the mirror
It’s a symptom, there’s no solution better just to reset
Fingernails torn from carving calenders in slate
Fresh meat for the apex hidden around the corner
Vision is out of order my prison is sound I offer

It’s a dark place, but there’s a certain feel
I let my hands fade, I let my purpose squeal
Ain’t like I can’t escape, my little comfort zone
I’m just a plan away, I’m just another spoke

Built myself a pretty cage and I’mma hang for a bit
Little rattle but it fits the decorum so let it hit
Never rest I close the portals dimensions I let em slip
I can travel anywhere from my humble little abyss
These lips? Let em kiss the paint and leave a mark for later
Intermissions play invader intuitions crumble paper
The footnotes are footholds the creases play the cliffs

The ledge it isn’t stable the dangers raising a fist
It’s a mutiny, common character flaws are under scrutiny
Environmental hazards throw their hats into the bullish ring
Pretty little hand grenade, pull the pin and let it fly
Nevermind the blast zone alls forgiven say goodbye
It’s the last tome, another path closed
I’d rather rest a bit than carve another path home
I’m in the thick of it, the visions still a blackhole
Shine a little light down, show me where the cracks go

It’s a dark place, but there’s a certain feel
I let my hands fade, I let my purpose squeal
Ain’t like I can’t escape, my little comfort zone
I’m just a plan away, I’m just another spoke