Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bemetooconfused, artist - Kristoff Krane. Album song This Will Work for Now, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.09.2008
Record label: Crushkill
Song language: English
Bemetooconfused |
I feel what’s beneath my feet every time I spin around |
Fast enough to touch my teeth to the clouds and please the sky |
Rock bottoms never easy but at least I tried |
To reach the top of what has beat me into pieces all my life |
Your conviction in destructive angles makes me paralyzed |
The airy breathe you burry deep invaded sterile paradise |
Out inside I shout and yell and scream so loud the silence sleeps with one eye |
Open feed the doubt until belief can free emotion out |
The deepest sea mixed with bleech will bleed all over everything |
Atleast you had the decency to make believe in making love |
I am empty |
It’s okay, cuz I know that you’re empty too |
And life is full of beautiful mistakes that help me see you new |
I’d like to see you through to the other side |
But the older form that you possess disguised in flesh deceived my eyes |
My mind is made of matter |
I know its doesn’t matter |
There’s no denying that the tears taste like faulty chain reactions |
I bow to queen |
Who believes in service |
But who has no servants cuz she sees the people when their hurting |
And what’s the use in fighting when you’re already hurt and your forced to hide |
from |
What you know you truly don’t deserve |
See |
The sky is never clear |
When you’re born with cloudy eyes and thrown into a world |
Where fear becomes a motive to survive |
I really would of liked to enjoy the ride with you |
But instead I stayed behind with the boy |
Cause I was tired |
I never should of played with toys |
To avoid the issue that grows everytime I cultivate the soil trying to fix you |
Why are you still caught in winter, summers here |
So shut your eyes |
Butterflies will always dissapear |
To keep our love alive |
For time is only wasted |
When justified by reasons head |
Guilt is only useful if it turns into a peaceful death |
I leave a mess and abandon obligation |
Like it’s a secret |
Each breathe is just one step closer toward the absence of completion |
I’ll tell you a secret |
If you promise not to keep it |
Every label you’ve been given |
Is a shadow drowning in denial |
Paddle slower swallow anecdote, clozapine, lithium |
Sorta social gram jammed in opinion |
Smile quarter hour past due date |
Due to the abuse and the overuse of toothache |
Don’t forget about the root, skip stem |
Now give me that, Jack… |
Listen hear sucker |
Give your pills and slick measuring stick to another |
Back to the point at hand |
Yes, I’ve been better so I won’t be back |
Now chase me out of this institute |
With a bottle of guilt and your lonely trap |
I’m through |
Everyone of you has done nothing but manipulate me |
And make me think that I can not survive |
In the outside world that I once knew |
But now that you try to see me |
You try to make my doubt grow, grew |
But that is not the way that you’re suppose to handle it |
So now that you can see the flame |
Do you understand the candles lit |
Yes it is, don’t ever try to test your evidence to me |
Because your measuring stick is not what I am looking at |
Blame Blame |
I blame the rest of us for the evidence that messed us up |
And gave us this whole method of defense mechanism that we never trust |
So be on your way |
Be who I wish you’d be so I can be me and be free |
Where I am |
When I look in and out its always the same thing |
Now leave me alone |
Let me go and leave me |
Come back, I love you mom and dad |
But everytime you visit me |
Company turns back into the point of the perspective that I had |
The day that the chemicals inside |
My head went crazy and made me mad |
Sometimes It does make me wonder |
How long humanities been in a state of mutation |
Waiting for mother nature to nurture her baby |
And give it the proper you name |
It, information |
Wrong information |
Never had a flotation device |
Will we ever see shore again |
Cause I know land underneath these feet |
Would feel so nice |
Pangaea, please don’t leave us |
We have done everything under the sun |
To forget who we are |
Or where we are or going |
Why it is we are here or where we came from |
And I’m better |
Betting on faith |
Then hiding away |
And pressing force |
Quit there’s always a lesson to be learned |
Plus here no escaping primal |
Reality reinforcements |
No matter which direction you turn |
She says that she can sense the storm |
Before it even starts to pour and I believe her |
Im a sucker for the thunder and its' roar |
He says that he can sense the storm |
Even when its sunny out |
And she believes him too- |
So they keep feeding one another’s doubt |
But no one believes them |
And that’s their biggest obstacle |
They fell in love in a hospital bed |
Anything’s possible |