Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blaze Of Grey, artist - Josh Martinez. Album song Buck Up Princess, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2005
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
Blaze Of Grey |
It’s not like we didn’t go the extra mile we tried |
Got painted into corners had to wait until the floors dried |
Lying in bed, letting thoughts drift ahead may they touch the rift |
That turns a sure thing into ifs |
Perhaps the cliffs we climb sap the drifting mind |
I couldn’t let it go still I left it all behind |
I miss you in my bed it’s getting harder to wake up |
I used loved the way we fought then fucked to make up |
But now you wouldn’t know me see I’ve changed in ways |
Gone over the alleged edge in these strange days |
But be that as it may, I mingle every single day |
On the surface and do things out of love on purpose |
With nervous ticks, I keep my nose in my business |
That’s filled with failed tactics, walk the line like a fascist |
I could of practiced more acting but I’m looking for fulfilling |
Feeling the pulling of sitting back and just chilling |
I’m in process of making rapid progress |
Got some projects on the go but it’s slow at the office |
Glad I don’t have a girl, but I want to be wanted |
I approach undaunted. |
See if you got, you flaunt it |
I’m on it like my ex on my best man |
Thought sex was less than expected. |
Never been so disrespected |
I’m getting past the point shoots keep pushing through the ground |
But fuck it, I ain’t tripping but I keep falling down |
It’s been real rainy, my bed’s been so empty |
Though I know there’s plenty of fish in the sea to tempt me |
But this time is meant for me to vent and finding plenty |
Of things to do inside but not really doing anything |
But thinking and reading and drinking and dreaming |
And staying up late night in smoky bars screaming |
Let me in. Let me out. |
Hold it in Get it out |
Get a grip got a hold it fits now break the mold |
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Sleeping most of my days away |
Then waking up in a blaze of gray |
Just can’t pull it off and face the day |
So I’m sleeping most of my days away |
Just another bitter literalist hate liberal arts |
Literature and get literally pissed |
Pour out a little liquor for your dead mind |
What a bitter bind you can let the light in and still |
There ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone |
Only darkness everyday |
I wonder this time where’s she gone |
And if she’s gone to stay |
I must insist, for this US to exist |
We have to learn to live alone and keep growing on our own |
I know right from wrong and know sight from song |
And slight but strong, I take flight, BUT despite I’m hanging on |
Damn right I’m doing dope things, I can’t help growing |
Gotta keep on keeping on, the lawn needs mowing |
The dishes need doing, I need to do some more screwing |
And usually I’m pretty choosy but when boozy only human… |
And if you see me at the party wearing nothing but a lamp shade |
You’ll know I’ve come apart but that at least I’ve got bandaids |
The band played on for the handmaidens who remained |
And the dudes who stayed on, got laid til day dawned |
I’ve made claims before that were different than my aims |
Now I stand behind my words and I’m not calling out names |
Like which Claire was it, and where was it located |
I still have the naked photos of a few ladies I dated |
I know you’re listening cause sometimes I can hear you |
And if it’s nearby, I can feel your heart beating |
We keep leaving things being it’s not easy to contain |
Keeping ominously calm when it never stays the same |
Weaving through time like your touch could soothe my mind |
I used to find clues to who I was but now I’m blind drunk |
On wine reaching punk rock plateaus then retching |
And I’m not depressed I just passed out resting |