| Left all alone with just my fear
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| The fire of my thoughts are clear
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| Sitting in darkness you sound so sincere
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| Telling me
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| Ive wasted all these years…
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| I Can’t wait with my thumb out
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| Life might pass me by
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| I’d rather run out
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| Middle of the road
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| And try My hardest
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| God gave me one shot
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| Take my shot Just above the target
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| Call me an artist…
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| Get your drum out
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| Take away the snare — Work that sum out
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| Take away the gas and the air Ur just flat out — tired
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| Work that out and ur hired! |
| Great!
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| Juxtapose pianos, 808's
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| Yea its «One of those» Mate
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| One of those nights
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| When u detox
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| No bottles to pop
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| The flashing lights don’t flash… And the Beats stops
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| Just Long enough to realise
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| What we got
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| And what we haven’t got yet
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| Lights go out then everything is shown up
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| Years moving by — still not yet ready
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| To be grown up
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| Dont stop dont stop
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| 'Cause when the beat stops and the musics all gone and the lights go out
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| Then my thoughts start to talk to me
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| What we ought to have done and where we ought to be
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| And when reality hits. |
| I mean really hits its like one card — something that we
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| can’t deal with
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| See living with the truth never worked out had to move out quick
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| Find someone I could deal with
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| Thats until it
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| Stops
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| If I lose my mind
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| Maybe I will find you
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| We’ll be flying high
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| Places you can’t climb too
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| When I lose my mind
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| Maybe I will find you
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| We’ll be flying high
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| Places they can’t climb to
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| Talking…
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| Until they all fade away
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| Either that or these thoughts will win
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| Need to rap but the job don’t pay
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| Feelin trapped wanna be like ali cannot box me in
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| And im… Wondering if rapping don’t happen then
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| Something will lack in dragon and
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| If I can’t breath fire don’t need george to come and slay me
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| Lay me back in them
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| Dungeons
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| Caught up my in my own fears
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| Some things I don’t want brought up
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| Now they right here
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| Scratchin on the surface
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| Getting worse its
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| Me building myself — ikea
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| Got No idea why I’m right here
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| Only fools toss fuels on they fear
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| But
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| What if and how long?
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| I couldn’t sleep living in a nightmare
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| Dont stop dont stop
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| Cause when the beat stops and the musics all gone and the lights go out
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| Then my thoughts start to talk to me
|
| What we ought to have done and where we ought to be
|
| And when reality hits. |
| I mean really hits its like one card — something that we
|
| can’t deal with
|
| See living with the truth never worked out had to move out quick
|
| Find someone I could deal with
|
| Thats until it
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| Stops
|
| If I lose my mind
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| Maybe I will find you
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| We’ll be flying high
|
| Places you can’t climb too
|
| When I lose my mind
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| Maybe I will find you
|
| We’ll be flying high
|
| Places they can’t climb to
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| Talking…
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| Left all alone with just my fear
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| The fire of my thoughts are clear
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| Sitting in darkness you sound so sincere
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| Telling me
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| Ive wasted all these years
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| Talking to myself again
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| Tryna fight these demons inside
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| Had to much time
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| To play with my mind |