I Never Made It (Live in Amsterdam)
I've got my eyes open wide to the ceiling,
I'm laying on my back in the center of a room,
I've got a voice giving me a funny feeling,
It's telling me the world's gonna end real soon,
I've got to get the job otherwise I'm unappealing,
Do my little dance for the man and consume,
So i let my energy build for the healing,
So i can reign down with my super sonic boom,
I'm held down by a fog on my way to the top,
All clouded and the pressure won't rise,
I'm on a mission to the sky with the stars in my eyes,
Yet the weather won't compromise,
Like a ball on a chain that is strapped to my brain,
I'm a prisoner inside of my dreams,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
Like the pages of a novel at the bottom of a shelf,
I grow stiff yet i keep my pride,
Like the one raindrop in the centre of a rose,
I'm in heaven with a world outside,
Like another metaphor to describe my vibe,
I'm just a vessel for my conscious needs,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
I've got my eyes open wide to the ceiling,
I'm laying on my back in the center of a room,
I've got a voice giving me a funny feeling,
It's telling me the world's gonna end real soon,
I've got to get the job otherwise I'm unappealing,
Do my little dance for the man and consume,
So i let my energy build for the healing,
So i can reign down with my super sonic boom,
I'm held down by a fog on my way to the top,
All clouded and the pressure won't rise,
I'm on a mission to the sky with the stars in my eyes,
Yet the weather won't compromise,
Like a ball on a chain that is strapped to my brain,
I'm a prisoner inside of my dreams,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
I never made it,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why,
I never made it.
I'm laying on my back in the center of a room,
I've got a voice giving me a funny feeling,
It's telling me the world's gonna end real soon,
I've got to get the job otherwise I'm unappealing,
Do my little dance for the man and consume,
So i let my energy build for the healing,
So i can reign down with my super sonic boom,
I'm held down by a fog on my way to the top,
All clouded and the pressure won't rise,
I'm on a mission to the sky with the stars in my eyes,
Yet the weather won't compromise,
Like a ball on a chain that is strapped to my brain,
I'm a prisoner inside of my dreams,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
Like the pages of a novel at the bottom of a shelf,
I grow stiff yet i keep my pride,
Like the one raindrop in the centre of a rose,
I'm in heaven with a world outside,
Like another metaphor to describe my vibe,
I'm just a vessel for my conscious needs,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
Why i never made it,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why i never made it,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
In this concrete jungle we live,
I survive with the love that you give,
Now my ears is guiding my way
It's true what they say,
The world is your chance to create,
I've got my eyes open wide to the ceiling,
I'm laying on my back in the center of a room,
I've got a voice giving me a funny feeling,
It's telling me the world's gonna end real soon,
I've got to get the job otherwise I'm unappealing,
Do my little dance for the man and consume,
So i let my energy build for the healing,
So i can reign down with my super sonic boom,
I'm held down by a fog on my way to the top,
All clouded and the pressure won't rise,
I'm on a mission to the sky with the stars in my eyes,
Yet the weather won't compromise,
Like a ball on a chain that is strapped to my brain,
I'm a prisoner inside of my dreams,
So i will appreciate the future of a day,
Where the clouds open up and scream,
And i sing now,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why i never made it,
I never made it,
I aint gonna spend my time wandering why,
I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why,
I never made it.
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Gregory Stanford
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