Ryan Knox - Old Soul Alexander Lyrics

Old soul Alexander led a four man army
Specialized in beheadding and disarming
But only three men showed up for wars

They practiced attitudes
Picked up battle moves and
Tried to put into words their anxious swords

Old soul Alexander led a four man army
Who fought with swords and sticks and axes
They gained new latitudes
Picked up precision
But while they made decisions they could not share a vision

So hypnotically, robotically they kept on training
In the mirror- to appear
Like they were fit for invading
So they fought their mannequins in the garage every day
Like it was raining and the weather was too ugly for war

In seek of revolution
Sifted through solutions
And became disillusioned
Cause he felt a calling he could not describe
He pushed his ideas, overpressured his advice
And made gradual plans to leave his loyal tribe

Walked his foreign track
Slapped a burden on his back
Yeah he stepped into the black
And didn't know where he was going
With emotions overflowing
Felt there's more he should be knowing
Insecurities were showing
On his face like an attack

So hypnotically, robotically he kept on training
In the mirror- to appear Like he was fit for invading
So he fought his mannequins in the garage ever day
Like it was raining and the weather was too ugly for war

Like it was raining and the weather was too ugly for war

Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
For war

Old soul Alexander led a one man army
Specialized in self harming
For four years up in his head
Then he watched all four lethal weapons and realized his war was no more
Than a wish to be dead

He shaved his face
He washed his car
He combed his hair to seem more charming and
Drove to the Sin Shitty Bar
To forget he missed his four man army

But he found them bellied up to the bar crossfaded
And so awkwardly into their conversation he waded
Started explaining how all this time he missed them
"Let's get back to training boys I'm hungry for more"

Four more years of ups and downs
Apocalyptic ups and downs
Terrorism filled the prisons up with killer f*cking clowns
Meanwhile
Alex and his four trained in boredom till they turned on the new news and saw what was going around
He said for once we don't think twice
He said for once we don't play nice
Our blades were made to give these clowns a slice of their f*cking advice

So instantaneous, spontaneous, ended their training
Packed up their weapons and
Hit the road for invading
While they walked the clouds blackened
It quickly started raining
Although fit for attacking they never had to weather a storm
They trained for years in the garage where it was cozy warm

Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
For war

Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
For war

You can't turn back
At least not now
The very last laugh
After you drown
You can't turn back
At least not now
The very last laugh belongs to the killer clowns

Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
For war

Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
Hypnotic and robotic and too ugly for war
For war