Early To The Collapse — Sound Money Records — lyrics
They see the thrift store jacket
Think that's my whole life story
Counting every faded fabric
Laughing like they're mandatory
They point at my empty driveway
Talk like I'm some lost cause
But I'm early to the landslide
Reading cracks inside their laws
You think I'm poor
I'm just early to the collapse
When your paper castles burn
I'll be walking through the ash
You talk me down
But I'm holding what you can't tax
Five thousand years behind my back
Five thousand years
I got the facts
They toast in glass high towers
Drunk on digits
Plastic smiles
I stack my quiet hours
Learned to see through paper trials
They sneer at my worn-out sneakers
Call me crazy
Call me late
But I'm anchored to old secrets
Older than your central gate
You think I'm poor
I'm just early to the collapse
When your paper castles burn
I'll be walking through the ash
You laugh at me
But I'm holding what you can't tax
Five thousand years behind my back
Five thousand years
I got the facts
Talk your talk
I got ledgers in my bloodline (yeah)
Empires fade
But this code don't cross that fault line
Treat me like I'm nothing
Like I'm begging at your door
I'm backed by every fallen crown
You ever printed for
You think I'm poor
I'm just early to the collapse
When your paper castles burn
I'll be walking through the ash
You talk me down
But I'm holding what you can't tax
Five thousand years behind my back
Five thousand years
I got the facts (got the facts)
I'm just early to the collapse
Sound / Money