Vant: "We will reincarnate in 2018 for sure"
Mattie and co. have gone on indefinite hiatus - but that doesn't mean they won't be back.
Lyrics
Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious?
Keep breeding, keep dreaming 'bout your moment in a magazine. Your head is the only time you've Been inside a mother fuckin' limousine. Keep breathin', keep screamin' bout your nations lost sovereignty. Put a penny in the slot of the Crystal ball, diamond sucked fruit machine.
You'll never know If you don't go Searching for an afterglow.
Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious?
Keep hissing, reminiscing 'bout your heyday on the silver screen. Amsterdamn fake tan, limp shit bizkit, would a could a been. No-one's calling, keep crawling back, sucking up to Billie Jean. Smoke your crack rock, tick tock, Coffin, coughing better eatin' aubergine.
You'll never know If you don't go Searching for an afterglow.
Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious?
Who's victorious Worried about your own damn life Atlas falling your still yawning
Who's victorious Worried about your own damn life Atlas falling your still
You'll never know If you don't go Searching for an afterglow
Atlas falling, who's victorious? Atlas falling, who's victorious?
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"Atlas Falling" is a song by VANT from the album Conceived in the Sky, released in 2020.
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