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The Alchemist - The Lobster Considers Lyrics

The market had vegetables daggers carpets and tobacco
The bags under his eyes looked like they were holding black coal
The cracked cobblestone looked like a jagged piano
He took 88 steps the wind hummed like a canto
He smelled ginger and citrus the aroma of strange foods
He heard a trumpet a Mile away stirring a strange brew
He saw a silver sword a scabbard with precious stones
The merchant had track marks the stab of injection zones
Swords or needles we're all just trying to protect our home
Either from intruders or emotions from reflecting alone
When the chemicals dance he felt relief he should've left it alone
He's fighting for his life cuz addiction doesn't share the throne
When the sword swings it cracks the body, bass baritone
Life is short haiku, every breath's a poem
Home is where the heart is but his left home
It jail broke his rib cage now just a crevice of bone
It zigzagged away like the pattern of herringbone
Compression to his chest just to keep the blood going
Attracting snakes to my life i guess i got rat pheromones
Took a selfie with medusa now she wearing stone
Cherubs follow me playing harps in a depressing tone
Villain arc I hear the same voices that were stressing Joan
Burn me at the stake till my body start confessing smoke
Borrowed time from death but now he wanna repossess the loan
I played him in chess and cooked him like a sketchy stove
So much on my mind I think my hernia mesh blown
Negative thoughts are parasites that infest the host
Sometimes to beat the junk you gotta have methadone
Sometimes you gotta cut a branch just so that the tree can grow
Sometimes you gotta let the soil rest so the seed could sow
It rained on his crown of thorns and a question rose
To touch beauty do you need to bleed he sent the envelope
Another prayer unanswered it came back return to sender though
It paper cut him when he grabbed it I guess that's the lesson though
Paulo's Path is difficult but you gotta quest alone
One stick at a time that's how a nest is sewn
An owl vomits its prey cause it can't digest the bones
I ingest the world then I express with words thrown
On the way to hell I made Charon abandon ship he left the boat
Dead man walking worm cologne bury me in earth's home
Life is rotten sometimes death sounds refreshing though
Infinite Jest but not going out like Foster yet
Consider the lobster I'm just lost in a net
This is water I'm a fish stuck on a hook I bit