Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Close Your Eyes, artist - CunninLynguists. Album song Strange Journey Volume Two, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: APOS
Song language: English
Close Your Eyes |
Cringed in the back of a van with no sleep |
Trying to make a good impression with my mic in my hand |
I feel weathered, but feel like I’ve been driving forever |
Showin' up to rock show or trying to hold myself together |
I’ve been better, but all things pass |
This life is taking everything away but you’re provided with your past |
So fuck it--I stick to having dreams on the road |
But until this dream is done I’m gonna keep my eyes closed |
And breathe, breathe when it snows |
Breathe when I’m forced to live a life with a person on a phone |
Tied down to things I chose and fight the parallel of love every time I gotta |
pack up and go and keep breathin' |
Leave with the seasons |
Breathe and let the blue lights hit me on the stage when I am speaking |
Cause after the show when the last star shines |
I can make this all better when I close my eyes |
I’m in another zone where troubles gone |
Where sisters home and my bro leaves that stuff alone |
A place where life is easy for everybody else |
I wish that Earth was Eden and I put that on myself |
But we don’t know it where we don’t show it all |
For life ain’t protocol, under sky, over law |
I’m in another space where all the food is good |
And there’s enough for everybody in my neighborhood |
Where all the grass is blue, where we don’t know 'bout green |
Cause money ain’t a thing I pinch myself it’s not a dream |
Where human form and uniform are unicorn it seems |
If I drew a horn in cuneiform it wouldn’t mean a thing |
Close your eyes |
Close your eyes |
Close your eyes |
Close your eyes |
You will see |
Between climbing and finding it not worth it |
Locked in a rhythm my timing is perfect |
I’m so zoned out of my mind I spit verses blind |
I think of home when I close my eyes |
So done with the smokes and fries |
Gas stations with clerks who never seen a Filipino in his life |
Drinks I shouldn’t drink, things I never write |
Cities I never liked now it’s like aight |
Got merch table weirdos, bros who want to cypher |
Girls who want to fuck, but not vice versa |
My work is love no complaints I’m fine |
Its been a long night can’t wait to close my eyes |
I dream of an industry ego-less |
And free from the modern chains with these chains we’re so deep in love |
Manufacture buzz bought just to keep us up |
Dreaming a publicist wasn’t 2 G’s a month |
And where it’s not about numbers and math |
And I was content with really just a couple of fans |
And my happiness wasn’t relying on tours and a van |
Merch sales, iTunes, MySpace and a band |
With the front, front row stadium packed |
And those that never gave me a chance I could throw it right back |
And scream at them «Look at me now, look at me man» |
Defeated myself as I ran circles around a track |
Kept running and gunning gunning success in my path |
Fuck being humble, humility is a step in the past |
I woke up and realized it was a dream |
Wide awake in the rap game, but life I’m asleep |