Lyrics:
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live
mistaken
I can't determine off hand, but I'd say its quite a few
There's a serious lack of forgettable facts and who makes them
If the word makes print
home from concerts, writing constant poems
Busting it up on Posturepedic mattresses with actresses
The fact is that I'm back - more accurate than maps
Expert predictions
We all used to trust
Have led us into more than one mess
To me there's just one
Logical explanation
In fact they're just making a guess
a Smith and Wesson
You better get boosted up
Make noise and thats a fact
You better get ready for me
'Cause it be like that
People over there, what's
My sentence is ending like this
I’ve been hacking and digging with a spoon and a shiv
Tunnelling inch by inch
My strategy hinges on the fact that
Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday
A Monday, a Monday is very, very good
Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, a Tuesday, in fact I wish you
by
So here it is
Conscious to the fact that the rhymes that I spat
In past times just might overlap
If they do dig deep and cope with that
the world pass by
it's joy, it's pain
The fact that it's a lie
The apathy, I say
It's a wild it's a wild
It's a wild and perfect day
heat slapping
With Robert Thin tracking
We fact that you slacking
Around the world and back in
Your neighborhood you trapped in
Tech names and take
Let's jump before it gets too bad,
Stop the train before it runs outta track.
Take the sugar-coatin' off the facts,
Take two steps forward, don't look
Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday
A Monday, a Monday is very, very good
Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, a Tuesday, in fact I wish you
You are gonna decide on who what when
Nothing of that if they got a problem tell them of that
Matter fact you ain't got to tell them that I am
You are gonna decide on who what when
Nothing of that if they got a problem tell them of that
Matter fact you ain't got to tell them that I am
It wasn’t meant to be like this
I’ve been trying to wrap my head around it, in fact
It happened in a split second
Nothing I can do
I didn’t
through
Reminding that I must persist
Erasing the traces that you will never find
I hope that you all can forgive me now
I am facing the fact that I
his mouth
'Mater fact, I'm in school right now
'case the music don't work and I can put the work down
My momma say this shit sure to work out
All
I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause
on the wall.
But it's no use to pose the question,
When the answers never sheen,
And then I have to face up to the facts
With saxophones and old trombones
time
Waiting for the white light
Heading home you swear that you'll be good
Do everything you should, and know the facts
But in the morning you're
I wanna see through the darkness, don't wanna live with this fear
That I will come to the day when my heart stops to beat
And cope with the fact
thrill ride through total darkness."
"Some thrill."
"Certain people said it was mind expanding. In fact it was mind shattering."
the capacity of my own guilt
Do I fight the fact that I am a nervous wreck
Or do I face the forthcoming collision head on?
I don't know how to abandon my
again son?
What did you say cunt, I?ll tell you when I?m done,
I?m drunk, you?re flippin drunk, in fact you?re raw some,
Come on then, lets have it
Discuss these FACT Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In