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Komorebi

"Ko·mo·re·bi" (コ・モ・レ・ビ) is Hitomi Takahashi's 5th single under the Sony Records (gr8! records) label. The single was released in one format on November 1, 2006. more »

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Snus in my top lip
Got the whole kit and caboodle on when I jump ship
Only making top hits
You wanting something different look to Solo for the remix
I'm cold until the heat hits
You'll know it when you see it
Time away from my routine
It starts to make my skin itch
I'm looking for a quick fix
A miracle drug
One that doesn't sit on tick
And doesn't come from the pub
It's all love like
Yeah I'm still smoking on the cigarettes
No regret
Coz I've cut the drugs out theres nothing left
I'm feeling lost
I'm down the hole
I'm with the rabbit
I'm tryna kick the habit
Like you wouldn't understand it
The longer the day
Darker the brain moves
Whack a smile on
Hit your boy up with the face tune
And make a space for Komorebi to break through
I hope you're getting ready for the Mod to replace you
Then hide you
Deep down dark inside the underground
Don't spill the sports direct mug
Coz we'll all fucking drown
Larger than life
Realer than most
So try as you might
You'll never come close
From peaks to the coast
Til I ghost
Ok I'm calling all the shots
From the directors seat
I'm cutting out your scene
And crawling out your screen
I'll come and claim your spleen
The f*ck you mean?
Mums sad and dads mean
I guess it's always in my genes
I got the stinky green
Inside my baggy jeans
I guess it's time to lean
I been missing since I was a teen
Don't ask me where I been
I've been killing time until it kills me
The fog would never let me see where I'm supposed to be, nah
The fog would never let me see where I should be, nah
Shut ya mouth for a sec and fucking listen
If I ever cut you out, my g your inefficient
Put a barrel to ya neck, please pick a wise decision
If you count me out again ya fucking going missing
I don't care, I don't regret, I'm a f*ck up the whole set
Give a f*ck who it is or who it isn't
I don't care, I don't regret, I'm a f*ck up the whole set
Give a f*ck who it is or who it isn't
I'm so done with being underestimated,
Someone come and separate us from the fucking fakers
It isn't complicated
Our sound is coming different
The style sophisticated
They all Hating till we make it
But we be on a mission, tired of the same shit
Taking notes to the test, Imma fake till I make it
Fending for myself now, they fucking over friends now
Don't worry I'll be bless, I'm cool with chilling select guys
Hearing all the same lies
Don't be scared to break ties
Stressing out my damn mind, Imma put you man on decline
Now it's fucking my time
Throwing up a gang sign
Light a spliff, and sip my cognac
I'm on track for a seized mind
Ok I'm calling all the shots
From the directors seat
I'm cutting out your scene
And crawling out your screen
I'll come and claim your spleen
The f*ck you mean?
Mums sad and dads mean
I guess it's always in my genes
I got the stinky green
Inside my baggy jeans
I guess it's time to lean
I been missing since I was a teen
I've been killing time until it kills me
The fog would never let me see where I'm supposed to be, nah
The fog would never let me see where I should be, nah
I suppose if the life I'm living got harder
My cogs turn faster
Drive my mind off the top and then I fly past ya
Blindly retrace my steps along the garden path
To find my spark
Illuminated in frightful darkness
Entire past all compressed on my hard-drive
On dark nights I sit watching back my past life
Megabytes and pixels memory artificial
I dropped my phone and felt the pain it's in my scar tissue
I'll be cutting out the wires with a sharp knife rusty
Deep in my brain or in your attic corner dusty
My algorithm and sound boxed up
Collecting dust what's memory if it's not backed up
In physical form
I'll upload my mind to my USB ports
Or adapt it to fit something else my size conformed
To what they want to see, I'll live my life with honesty
Cos honestly I find it hard to define what's bothering me

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