Comedy
You try to run me throughHold onThink againDon't you knowWhat you're startingBut ... you sure ain't got a clueHow badThis will goDon't you knowKnow my art(Art of war)And as you look to the horizonNot a cloudBut then stormy weather's caught you coldSeems like it crept up out of nowhereAll aroundYou it's not quite what you foretoldYou'll never see it comingYou'll see that my mind is too fast for eyesYou're done inBy the time it's hit you, your last surpriseYou think you got your gamePlanned outTo a TYet I'm twoSteps ahead yeahSo ... you step into my wayStand downIt's a trapOne more stepAnd you're dead(Yeah you're dead)Why just a picosecond agoClear blue skiesBut now lightning's struck your last resolveIt's not an accident that no oneHears your criesAs your last strength seems to dissolveYou'll never see it comingYou'll see that my mind is too fast for eyesYou're done inBy the time it's hit you, your last surpriseI'm comingFor youMy game's always so fast, so fineYou're spun inBy the net you didn't catch it in timeBetter thinkAbout your gameAre you sureYour next move's the right one for you?Are you sureYou won't get outmaneuvered againAnd again my friend?You'll never see it comingYou'll see that my mind is too fast for eyesYou're done inBy the time it's hit you, your last surpriseAlso some news! Patreon - weekly bonus episodes and secret Filthy group Bandcamp Premium Episodes YouTube - including live streams and Let's Plays Twitch See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.