It all began about two years ago,
when one stubborn man didn't listen to the other,
oopsie doopsie there they go,
they fought brother against brother.
Now me, I was long gone,
years had passed since my last song,
Zisco hid me from Mom,
because I was the one who was "wrong."
But I'm not sorry for being self-centered,
it took me a while to get over that,
almost as long to be remembered.
Truth was busy torturing Zisco,
everyone knows the story,
thing is, Truth was never sorry.
Then someone took him by surprise,
no, not that bitch,
Truth had learned his lesson,
but still--there was an itch.
When I first heard the stories,
fuck,
I couldn't help but laugh,
someone had dug deep into Truth's perfect paragraph.
Now, most girls would know better,
to stay away from the man with a psychopathic brain,
but not this one, she was no girl--
she was a woman.
when one stubborn man didn't listen to the other,
oopsie doopsie there they go,
they fought brother against brother.
Now me, I was long gone,
years had passed since my last song,
Zisco hid me from Mom,
because I was the one who was "wrong."
But I'm not sorry for being self-centered,
it took me a while to get over that,
almost as long to be remembered.
Truth was busy torturing Zisco,
everyone knows the story,
thing is, Truth was never sorry.
Then someone took him by surprise,
no, not that bitch,
Truth had learned his lesson,
but still--there was an itch.
When I first heard the stories,
fuck,
I couldn't help but laugh,
someone had dug deep into Truth's perfect paragraph.
Now, most girls would know better,
to stay away from the man with a psychopathic brain,
but not this one, she was no girl--
she was a woman.
This story gets hotter,
follow along if you are insane,
this one, you want to give it a whirl,
she is not tame.
Strap on your straight jacket,
I'm about to start a racket.
Everybody's got a secret,
one they tend to keep,
one they tend to hide,
when I heard the boys were in trouble,
I put on my ass-kicking boots, grabbed my bat,
and came back.
But I met Roman halfway in my path,
he had been looking for me,
and that's when I was reminded of the taste of wrath.
Happy, he had let everyone loose,
might as well had tightened my noose...
then I heard Roman and Truth were at war,
big dogs trying to roar...
I was no stranger to war,
fought another one earlier before I was hidden,
and I became forbidden.
Fuck, sorry, I digress,
let me tell you the rest.
I had to meet this woman,
Truth's strength and weakness.
Zisco's safe haven,
Happy's silly goose,
Roman's perfect loop.
She was slowly grounding the others,
a deeper connection between brothers.
I admit, I was jealous.
I had joined in their secret,
to protect the Crown,
then our world turned upside down.
The Host had awakened,
and I knew it was because of me,
much history forsaken.
It all changed,
more rules to be followed,
the Host now grown of age,
but looking at all the horror,
he decided to roll the dice,
and we would all pay the price.
I don't take threats lightly,
so I smoked a cigarette and asked politely.
And when I banged his head with my bat,
I knew the Orange God would come get me,
no longer a crab,
now a bull, a Minotaur of huge power,
it was then I was reminded of what it meant to be chained.
After failed cycles, I realized,
we weren't complete without the Other,
that limey fucker of a brother.
I did it out of anger mostly,
to have the Host follow me promptly.
But my secret here,
is to be kept,
not everyone wants to be found,
and in his loneliness, there was no sound,
just echoes of l'amour,
and it was then I realized I needed the Crown.
It was because in running,
I had never felt so alone,
until I looked him in the eyes,
and realized I miss sharing the Throne.
follow along if you are insane,
this one, you want to give it a whirl,
she is not tame.
Strap on your straight jacket,
I'm about to start a racket.
Everybody's got a secret,
one they tend to keep,
one they tend to hide,
when I heard the boys were in trouble,
I put on my ass-kicking boots, grabbed my bat,
and came back.
But I met Roman halfway in my path,
he had been looking for me,
and that's when I was reminded of the taste of wrath.
Happy, he had let everyone loose,
might as well had tightened my noose...
then I heard Roman and Truth were at war,
big dogs trying to roar...
I was no stranger to war,
fought another one earlier before I was hidden,
and I became forbidden.
Fuck, sorry, I digress,
let me tell you the rest.
I had to meet this woman,
Truth's strength and weakness.
Zisco's safe haven,
Happy's silly goose,
Roman's perfect loop.
She was slowly grounding the others,
a deeper connection between brothers.
I admit, I was jealous.
I had joined in their secret,
to protect the Crown,
then our world turned upside down.
The Host had awakened,
and I knew it was because of me,
much history forsaken.
It all changed,
more rules to be followed,
the Host now grown of age,
but looking at all the horror,
he decided to roll the dice,
and we would all pay the price.
I don't take threats lightly,
so I smoked a cigarette and asked politely.
And when I banged his head with my bat,
I knew the Orange God would come get me,
no longer a crab,
now a bull, a Minotaur of huge power,
it was then I was reminded of what it meant to be chained.
After failed cycles, I realized,
we weren't complete without the Other,
that limey fucker of a brother.
I did it out of anger mostly,
to have the Host follow me promptly.
But my secret here,
is to be kept,
not everyone wants to be found,
and in his loneliness, there was no sound,
just echoes of l'amour,
and it was then I realized I needed the Crown.
It was because in running,
I had never felt so alone,
until I looked him in the eyes,
and realized I miss sharing the Throne.
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