[Lyric] Blueprint (Beb Machete)

[Verse 1]
Confiding, I found pleasure
I think in its way that it's meant to be
The keeper of this body
Once I knew them, it was often me

[Chorus]
Tonight, I'd hope we're lost in dance
Utopia in a trance
Blueprint of liberation
Sweat and step repetition

[Verse 2]
We wake, my body is a song
I don't even notice the pulsing in my head
And my latent dancing stomach
Welcome, mutual building harmonies
And a lean towards dissonance

[Bridge]
What of pause and what of pulse?
I'd like to wield that the most
[Verse 3]
Residing, I found treasurе
I don't need to know what they mean to me
Prеscribed in them, a value
Something not far from arbitrary

[Chorus]
Tonight, I'd hope we're lost in dance
Utopia in a trance
Blueprint of liberation
Sweat and step repetition

[Outro]
We must find temporal modes unintelligible to the tongues of racial capitalism and neoliberalism
The most prominent, widespread assassinations are slow
Stretched across linear time
Poverty and neglect are capital punishments
Weapons of choice for behemoth serial killers
Corporate masters of slow death processing
So, we pause