Hallelujah The Hills - Slow Motion Records Broken at Break Neck Speeds lyrics

Slow motion records broken at breakneck speeds here's the crux of the cameraman buried deep in his master plan here's a format becoming defunct a bunch of tapes on a ship that sunk electric outlet in a public place so new rappers get to show their face if you're human and you're feeling displaced we've got news for you it's the kind that makes you shake in your boots and crumble down to the floor Tommy Beta with his life on pause his college thesis stored in his parents garage are you into the olive branch? (are you, Tommy?) or shooting arrows in an American trance list your prescriptions on your resume and polish bullets saved for our prey add sinking feelings and we'll call it a day I wear a mask to sleep and it's old and it's made of clay and I have no idea why I do that. Slow motion records broken at breakneck speeds if you're guilty of some heinous crime I'll write your defense down in metered rhyme we'll make believe we got it right this time I've got news for you and me and her and him everything's crumbling and rotting away but I'm content to sit here and watch it all happen with you