Lyrics:
Lyrics straight from my core
Writing for mainstream is fake
And another chore
So I refrain from doing it
Everyday I'm improving it
I don't write for
And allude to what I'm feeling
So what do I say
You have no idea
You have no idea
See you within the lines
Maybe another day
I wanna keep talking to you
phased
Every day I tell myself to just to make it through another day
My body's tired but my brain is wired
And the town I grew up in is consumed by fire
Waking up in another crazy day
I realised my only chance had blown away
Feel embarrassed by the fool I made of me
But then your smile it showed me
it's a nightmare
The worse idea
A cursed idea
And there's plenty more of
The horror
Coming
As I fade away to nothing
I'm starting to fade away
Not
Another day feeling up and down, up and down
Stuck in my pain
Feels like falling out, falling out
Can you relate?
Girl i need you now, need you now
selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being
Holding down fort like they Bonnie N Clyde
Luxury cars of all makes and models
New outfits everyday, downin' champagne by the bottle
Glass in
Yeah
All di talk demma talk
We look toward the stars
Great minds discuss ideas
Small minds discuss those who discuss the ideas and bring them to life
until Friday to record this next idea so maybe by then I’ll play it differently
Maybe my mood will change by then and it’ll end up sounding slower
the summer sun
Another day gone by, and round and round we go
Toil away while everyone has their fun
Another year gone by, and round and round we go
Dream away
another just like it, dear me
Look at the time, we already have to say goodbye? i wonder why
It's like the clocks pass by us, glancing at us, losing trust
your head's so old but you're still young
Not in a good way, it's all wrong
Your excuse and words mean nothing
Your ideas were broken by the test
Exposition
A comprehensive explanation of an idea
Or the act of making something known
And yet, the ocean parted her lips to drink the steel mask
But if we found a way, where all would be okay
Cause tomorrow is another day, with no idea of what could play
Never know what could lie ahead
Facts
replace u
You found another one but I am the better one I won't let u forget me
She said she would kiss me
If I was dead
So I shot myself in the head
I
to lose myself
Oh what you mean by thinking that this was a one time thing
I started to think that you had the wrong idea of me
I don't wanna sit aside
Welcome to yet another song by the guy
With the relaxed flow and unnamable style
An immovable object yet i move myself miles
With my sick beat
arguing and bustling
Gangstas of Gotham hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears is pricked, seeking what will transmit
The scribes
tracks embellishes
The idea clearer that Wu-Tang Forever
This, way of life is art, rhymes and cleverness
Enjoying by God, no man could sever this
I
like, something about it having to stop
The way I'll get around that is by going back to these
Fragments of time
Yes, yes exactly these fragments,
how we hear the sound
And we're on to another one in due time
Someday fell on a Monday by chance
It had to happen given the circumstance
And we're
copyright 1900. That was when the piece was written and copyrighted by Elgars publishers. Underneath, however, we have another inscription, copyright 1928 by
That you won't see sand for miles
Esprit de corps seems vile
I'm ravished by this isle
Tease me
Oh, you want a reason
I don't really need one
Ideas are
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