Cold War (Question I)

from Oh! What a Miracle! by Protextor

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lyrics

question one:
when does love cease to be enough?
when you're beaten up
and seein' double
in the fetal position
kickin' screamin' like a three-week-old
speakin' up got you bleedin' but
believe me you're
on the verge of seein' somethin' none of us has ever seen before
and will never see again
quit eatin' what
they feedin' us
put down your spoon and grab a knife instead
matta' fact go grab your nicest pen
he without vice
can be the first to slice my neck

and so I pulled out my flaming sword
but it was just a cold war (oh lord)
so I pulled out my flaming sword
but it was just a cold war (oh lord)

no shots fired --
imaginary enemies
on the battleground
nobody to shoot at
just shadows now
oh the power of imagination
the cap-gun cowboys and calvaries went down for the count a tragedy
and it's all for dramatic effect
to outline all the themes of the passage we read
an emotional reaction
a lapse in the laughtrack
tune in next saturday for dramatic reenactment
and stack the bank
with impossible wealth
when they say action
i swear these models'll melt
they got the lights too bright
i mean it's hotter than hell
i fight their order with KOS:
knowledge of self

and so I pulled out my flaming sword
but it was just a cold war (oh lord)
so I pulled out my flaming sword
but it was just a cold war (oh lord)

but I guess that it's written
there's no rest for the wicked
resurrected pencils no
three sevens in my hizz-ead
but i'll triple my business at blackjack
so lemme tell spit you a tale
sit back relax
(get down to brass tacks)

once upon a time there was an innocent boy
he was gifted with the power to enter the void
and bring back fantasies from the human mind
he would entertain your dreams long as you had time
he was true and kind
and through him much truth was given to the blind
much room was given through the light
room for all
to be inside and find who they were through his ever-moving eyes
but then came along an old old man
with a long silver cane in his cold gold hands
he was no storyteller but he made a great case
that fear and love both come from the same place
he copied off the boy and he kept a straight face
and used people's hopes for p-p-paydays
we're all actors in a claymation
so when you mold yourself don't forget
you don't have to use the same clay

credits

from Oh! What a Miracle!, released September 1, 2011
Lyrics by p-teK (ASCAP).
Produced and mixed by Krang.
Recorded at Claw's Castle at Austin, TX.
All rights reserved.

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Protextor Los Angeles, California

Pop culture poet.

American hip hop artist known for a mix of technical rap, soulful performance, funk-forward production, and complex lyrics.

Prince superfan, 90s kid, VHS collector.