Artist: Ayentee Album: Peasant Symphony Song: 365:360 Typed by: AceBigNuts5000@aim.com [Verse 1] You take a bus to work an hour and back, on top of that you spend 8 at a place where they don't got your back thats ten plus out of 24, that leaves 14 for cooking meals getting sleep and your daily routine they say you've got to get exercise an hour a day well half that 'cus you need a half an hour to pray and don't date, oh thats another 8 tack it on, obligations in the new world and mad man's fate a place where every tree is cut down, replaced with habitation and then replanted out of the way you've only got 60 years, maybe 80 if luck finds you a member of the club, anyway listen up thats about 22,000 days in a place where 1 can make or break, or be waisted away thats why I can't hate on some of these people, their ways of life coincide with mine on particular days and days pass and I don't pay attention gray growing out of my scalp, keep my focus on May when its June I got goals and I'll get to them soon It's just I get comfortable and let it consume It's just I get comfortable and let it consume...... [Chorus: repeat 2X] Its just life or something like it 365 days a 360 degree cylce of, love, work, lust, stress, curvin guts? anger, hate, distraction, hapiness hold us [Verse 2] This is the age where its a new age every ten days rap and advancedment out of control enhancement a phase that we're not ready to face at all but still stay for some reason we accept and embrace this new way of dealing with things that are real until one hemisphere of your brain gets peeled away from the other half to insert the chip in school facts so your words never pass your lips but every gadget that will have you believe you have to have it, isn't magic, it won't kill your disease even though it looks a lot like progression, we human beings keep turning 360 degrees just because we learn more about the universe it doesn't mean we find meaning or more self worth the stars can't tell us nothing that our hearts can and no amount of technology can replace a man the rats running the race forgot to pay attention to the fact that they track was never built straight so they turn and turn the end nears and they see what I learned it seems the finish line's make believe, a dream [Chorus]