The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
A pterodactyl stole my dreams last night
I kicked the duvet off
Strapped my jet pack on
And took flight
Chased down that leathery hide
Reclaimed what's rightfully mine
Because that melatonic package helps me touch the divine
I've got oracular vision, but in a denizen's head
Yeah, it's a sick Sixth Sense; talking with the dead
Sat at a séance, calling on the breaker of bread
But I'd settle quite happily for Bill and Ted
Yeah, I've seen Reavers floating through a cosmic winter
As Andromeda fast approaches
Sol's last gasps of fission will splutter and simmer
Before the vast, enveloping dark encroaches
Meanwhile, back on Gaia
Donald's now the Don
The world's a stage
And it's on fire
Marvin, what is going on
The New Right has it's Messiah
He wears that mantle with aplomb
Washington's Fake Newsroom
Tweeting nonsense all night long
Still the tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
Dr. Awesome, gimme some awe
I'm a fiend for the feeling of finding what I am for
All that's left now is to conquer
Yeah, I came and I saw
It's time to break down that door
'Cause I'm a
Master debater like Buckley
Verbose as Gore Vidal
I've got a Dead Sea Scrolls-style knowledge in this skull
Abrasive solution, pump-action flow
Evading vermin and venom to get to where I need to go
I forgot the lyrics
Something about life
So jealous of your insouciance and the numbing it provides
I paint it like Da Vinci in a blue bandanna
Serving up anchovy pizzas topped with bananas
The fruit used to suggest
How looped my cranium is
It's Sunday Split Neuropolitan shit
I'm melting - quick
Someone, replace the lid
And my jaw while you're at it
The tread of my steps grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
With my mind
Yopo - Design Fault Lyrics
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The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
A pterodactyl stole my dreams last night
I kicked the duvet off
Strapped my jet pack on
And took flight
Chased down that leathery hide
Reclaimed what's rightfully mine
Because that melatonic package helps me touch the divine
I've got oracular vision, but in a denizen's head
Yeah, it's a sick Sixth Sense; talking with the dead
Sat at a séance, calling on the breaker of bread
But I'd settle quite happily for Bill and Ted
Yeah, I've seen Reavers floating through a cosmic winter
As Andromeda fast approaches
Sol's last gasps of fission will splutter and simmer
Before the vast, enveloping dark encroaches
Meanwhile, back on Gaia
Donald's now the Don
The world's a stage
And it's on fire
Marvin, what is going on
The New Right has it's Messiah
He wears that mantle with aplomb
Washington's Fake Newsroom
Tweeting nonsense all night long
Still the tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
Dr. Awesome, gimme some awe
I'm a fiend for the feeling of finding what I am for
All that's left now is to conquer
Yeah, I came and I saw
It's time to break down that door
'Cause I'm a
Master debater like Buckley
Verbose as Gore Vidal
I've got a Dead Sea Scrolls-style knowledge in this skull
Abrasive solution, pump-action flow
Evading vermin and venom to get to where I need to go
I forgot the lyrics
Something about life
So jealous of your insouciance and the numbing it provides
I paint it like Da Vinci in a blue bandanna
Serving up anchovy pizzas topped with bananas
The fruit used to suggest
How looped my cranium is
It's Sunday Split Neuropolitan shit
I'm melting - quick
Someone, replace the lid
And my jaw while you're at it
The tread of my steps grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
With my mind
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
A pterodactyl stole my dreams last night
I kicked the duvet off
Strapped my jet pack on
And took flight
Chased down that leathery hide
Reclaimed what's rightfully mine
Because that melatonic package helps me touch the divine
I've got oracular vision, but in a denizen's head
Yeah, it's a sick Sixth Sense; talking with the dead
Sat at a séance, calling on the breaker of bread
But I'd settle quite happily for Bill and Ted
Yeah, I've seen Reavers floating through a cosmic winter
As Andromeda fast approaches
Sol's last gasps of fission will splutter and simmer
Before the vast, enveloping dark encroaches
Meanwhile, back on Gaia
Donald's now the Don
The world's a stage
And it's on fire
Marvin, what is going on
The New Right has it's Messiah
He wears that mantle with aplomb
Washington's Fake Newsroom
Tweeting nonsense all night long
Still the tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky
Dr. Awesome, gimme some awe
I'm a fiend for the feeling of finding what I am for
All that's left now is to conquer
Yeah, I came and I saw
It's time to break down that door
'Cause I'm a
Master debater like Buckley
Verbose as Gore Vidal
I've got a Dead Sea Scrolls-style knowledge in this skull
Abrasive solution, pump-action flow
Evading vermin and venom to get to where I need to go
I forgot the lyrics
Something about life
So jealous of your insouciance and the numbing it provides
I paint it like Da Vinci in a blue bandanna
Serving up anchovy pizzas topped with bananas
The fruit used to suggest
How looped my cranium is
It's Sunday Split Neuropolitan shit
I'm melting - quick
Someone, replace the lid
And my jaw while you're at it
The tread of my steps grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
The tread of my step grips asphalt
As the eagle's flight traces a line
No wings on my back; it's a design fault
So I take to the sky with my mind
With my mind
Writer: Euan Coupland
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid