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from The Ratatat EP by Bodi

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Track 3 from The Ratatat EP.
Written, Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Bodi.
Instrumental - "Drugs" by Ratatat.


Left, left, left, right, left
Step, step, step, high step
Rest, rest, rest, strike, rest
Breath, breath, breath, light, death

Death is coming for us and it doesn't matter where we stand
We began or what we planned or if we had the upper hand
Or try to scram and run from fear or keep it in the rearview mir
Or steer it clear from stopping cold, we're moving on a oneway road
Exposed, the wrong way, the light inside the tunnel's end's
A semi truck in dead of night to crash the party where we spend
Our time like a commodity, a never-ending shopping spree
And free to spend it how we choose, but we all will always lose
So what we trying to prove, and who we trying to prove it to?
Forbidden fruit we're products of, maybe why we all are bruised
What's stopping you from chasing truth before your time to vamoose
The noose and concrete boots aint shaking loose they're getting tighter
And consumption's the fire that eats us alive
Wired to the hive, too late we decide
We're addicted to the highs from the things that we buy
Hanging in and on the line until the day we flat________

The feelings that we harbor 'shorely' make us capsize
And drown in the drink, our holy water used to baptize
Sin, never we win, til we begin, to see our flaws
As power to change, not as the stains, of a vengeful, god
Damnit, this planet's gassed up, so we can it
So it's warmer, but we manage to be colder to each other
Than the days that killed the mammoth and hide behind a screen
And use our thumbs to say things we don't really mean
Jim Beam, Jack and Coke, big dreams, blackened hope
Listening to the smoke, Sistine where we wrote
An epitaph - that used to list the lives that we touched
But robots don't really die…
We just rust

Chorus (x4)
Left, left, left, right, left
Step, step, step, high step
Rest, rest, rest, strike, rest
Breath, breath, breath, light, death

And we're on to the next
Fish on the chessboard, pawns in the net
Looking at the neighbors front lawn from the fencepost
Ven Diagram all our flaws then we get ghossssssst
Or broke, whichever's primero
Cause everything's a competition, on the straight and narrow
Until we realize we're sparrows
Singing caged songs to the fish in a barrel

Everything I gotta get
Consuming is my drug and so I gotta get a hit
I mean I gotta get my fix to fix the empty pieces
In my species so I need this or I'm gonna feel like shit
Lord Jesus, I feed this when I see a new commercial
For a product, happy people, I don't got it, so my happy hurdle's
Cleared when I buy this, bank is minus
High is one day, but antibiotics don't clear a virus
Cause when the next new-new is revealed
It opens up my dopamine, no hope I mean, we healed
My track marks in the snow to the sto', I left em yesterday
I know because the chills I still got, waiting for the Black Friday deals
For real, for two days
Waited patient 'for' the 'station' everybody 'plays'
My American 'duty' I answered the 'call'
It's a shame that I can't fit them all in my grave


from The Ratatat EP, track released December 12, 2014


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Bodi Washington

Bodi, formerly Alexipharmic, has been making music since he started watching YO! MTV Raps in Cookie Monster pajamas. He has toured the United States several times, made tracks with Eyedea, P.O.S., Emancipator, Budo, Kristoff Krane, and performed with many more. 50% of all his album and merch sales are donated to Mercy Corps' relief efforts in the Congo. He loves you, them, and sometimes himself. ... more

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