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Andrew Broder - Puzzled Lyrics

(Verse 1: Passage)
Hell's bells Jim I know where the trail went
Damned if my own tracks don’t lead back to the settlement
The further away I go, the closer I get
Stroll through a puddle, suddenly the whole world’s wet
Covered up both them soles
Ain’t no better
Keep your feet dry, make the whole place leather
Ruff for one feather it ain’t the same chicken
I change it all back
But the birds stay different
The swing go around in a right hook flight path
Land in a way that a straight jab might have
All things equal but the world ain’t like that
The earth got a curve and it connect like a psych gag

(Chorus: Doseone & Passage)
Lift little bits of the riddle and Feel limited
Put half of the puzzle together but can’t finish it
Hook into the source
And of coarse you’re a derivative
Live against the menacing millions blind to the picture disc
Lift little bits of the riddle and Feel limited
Put half of the puzzle together but can’t finish it
Hook into the source
And of coarse you’re a derivative
Live against the menacing millions blind to the picture disc
(Verse 2: Doseone)
“A sky full of stars staring down at you, says your small”
Outing you in your place :“how much art can you take”
How much time can you space
Wearing the grill my father gave me
Fear my mother made me, no-ladied
Choking up on my hades, fiendish
I mean this
With every nail in the slow rose of my mouth
I teach freestyle now
Seems i FREEmagic
And “keep static like old fabric”
Adder of habit and addict

(Verse 3: Passage)
Everything ain’t necessarily gonna be alright
Let it be a blessing just to be alive
In a city with a dollar menu
Anybody fucking with a lucky penny
Gotta know we doing just fine
Lil fixed gear , in comes slum dog millionaire
Settle for your pedal stroke dealing the predictable
Smart shop keeper, keep your shop in the dark
Where the rats live fatter than the ones they tear apart
“With a roof right over your head”
You little douche bag…
Stare out of the darkness there is your reflection
Mirrors on a mountain tilting your direction
Couches in your clutches power up your section
Destiny is shining just then, your arrested
(Outro: Doseone & Passage)
So mad you blow the doors off the Alameda morgue
Ain’t no way to pick a bone when you rotten to the core
So mad you blow the doors off the Alameda morgue
Ain’t no way to pick a bone when you rotten to the core

(Noise solo)