Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Beigeness, artist - Kae Tempest
Date of issue: 11.05.2014
Song language: English
The Beigeness |
Who’s bad? |
Said the the kiddy in the Jacko hat |
To the kiddy in the Rooney shirt |
Dragging back |
The curtains in the room in her daddy’s flat |
A young girl heard the truth in an alley-cat |
Howling on the roof next door |
Imagine that |
All your idols were just like you |
Nothing’s beyond you |
Do what you want to do if you feel that it wants you to |
Look |
True never meant nothing more than it means right now |
When everything’s fake |
But you in your deepest reaches keeping secrets |
Know what it takes to make a meaning means something |
I’m moving through a space that some can’t see |
I know this space exists |
So do you if your heart beats the oldest groove |
Life is huge but we have shrunk it |
We’ve made it small |
We used to walk tall |
But who cares, right? |
We’re having a ball |
Them things you don’t show, I can see |
Them things you don’t say, speak to me |
Them things you hide ain’t hiding |
No firm ground but we ain’t sliding |
Them things that haunt you, let them be |
That thing you weep for, leave it |
All life is forwards, you will see |
It needs you to need it |
Go ahead, keep it in ‘til it withers you |
Move fast, don’t stop, you got things to do |
Tell yourself, it’s them man it isn’t you |
Nod your head and believe that until it’s true |
You can tell it not to show its face |
When you are trying to hold your space |
But it’s in you deep in your sinews |
And it comes out on the coldest days |
See the kid with the memory he can’t shake |
See the man with the lover on his mind |
See the lady with the guilt and the heartache |
See the woman trying to battle with time |
See the man with the blood on his hands |
See the girl with her hands on her hips |
Everybody say nothing. |
Stay bland |
If you don’t show it then it don’t exist |
Right? |
Them things you don’t show, I can see |
Them things you don’t say, speak to me |
Them things you hide ain’t hiding |
No firm ground but we ain’t sliding |
Them things that haunt you, let them be |
That thing you weep for, leave it |
All life is forwards, you will see |
It’s yours when you’re ready to receive it |
You’re so focused on finding the differences |
You ignore the bonds that bind us |
Got my hand on my heart when the rhythm hits |
It’s looking for us but can’t find us |
In the valley of vanity, viciousness |
Full schedules and empty containers |
We’re kissing the coshes that cripple us |
Enjoying the Beigeness |
Do it your way and they’ll find you ridiculous |
Pick apart your behavior |
Their scorn ignites what inhibits us |
And then we hate ourselves |
And our fear pickles us |
Sitting in jars ‘cause it’s safer |
Some of us are happy to live with it |
But some of us know it’s against our nature |
Them things you don’t show, I can see |
Them things you don’t say, speak to me |
Them things you hide ain’t hiding |
No firm ground but we ain’t sliding |
Them things that haunt you, let them be |
That thing you weep for, leave it |
All life is forwards, you will see |
It’s yours when you’re ready to receive it |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |
All life is forwards you will see |