Unconscious
Recently I've been going all in
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you ask of me
But I learn my craft, I do it masterfully
Mastering, mixing
Replaying and twisting the knobs
Like I'm your plaything
Don't lose none of the things I'm making
Everyone feels like they're hating
Feel like they never listening
To what I'm saying
There is a message, leaving everybody breathless,
Not reckless abandonment, routing it
Back to my past like if it's a movie clip
Nipple slip, like some 80s flick would've slipped into it
I'm into it
Flip the script,
Picture it, Polaroid flash
And printing it (Yuh)
I see these people with bottles,
They waddle, tumbling, most of all following
Wondering how they get a life
Like all them models they see
With plastic, fantastic bodies
Money's just a hobby
Looking deeper
They just a bum with credit card fever (Yuh)
Recently I've been going all in
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you (What, what)
What you ask of me
Unconscious, dreaming rapidly
Thinking bout life happily
R.E.M., thoughts comeback to me
Addictions, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Thoughts so different, so much so
It's indifferent, being realistic
Hallucinations, looking deep
But no mission, just a vision
Feeling pressure
Sinking down, with no leisure
Time is ticking, clock is missing
Rushed all day, but no reason
Find a meaning, know the feeling
Slowing down, and now we free (Yuh)
Bless
Recently I've been going all in
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you ask of me
But I learn my craft, I do it masterfully
Mastering, mixing
Replaying and twisting the knobs
Like I'm your plaything
Don't lose none of the things I'm making
Everyone feels like they're hating
Feel like they never listening
To what I'm saying (Yuh)
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you ask of me
But I learn my craft, I do it masterfully
Mastering, mixing
Replaying and twisting the knobs
Like I'm your plaything
Don't lose none of the things I'm making
Everyone feels like they're hating
Feel like they never listening
To what I'm saying
There is a message, leaving everybody breathless,
Not reckless abandonment, routing it
Back to my past like if it's a movie clip
Nipple slip, like some 80s flick would've slipped into it
I'm into it
Flip the script,
Picture it, Polaroid flash
And printing it (Yuh)
I see these people with bottles,
They waddle, tumbling, most of all following
Wondering how they get a life
Like all them models they see
With plastic, fantastic bodies
Money's just a hobby
Looking deeper
They just a bum with credit card fever (Yuh)
Recently I've been going all in
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you (What, what)
What you ask of me
Unconscious, dreaming rapidly
Thinking bout life happily
R.E.M., thoughts comeback to me
Addictions, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Thoughts so different, so much so
It's indifferent, being realistic
Hallucinations, looking deep
But no mission, just a vision
Feeling pressure
Sinking down, with no leisure
Time is ticking, clock is missing
Rushed all day, but no reason
Find a meaning, know the feeling
Slowing down, and now we free (Yuh)
Bless
Recently I've been going all in
Fighting like my life is depending
On it, I lost it, embossed it
But I ain't the boss of it
Never understanding
Why you're causing catastrophes
always laughing at me
Sometimes I don't know what you ask of me
But I learn my craft, I do it masterfully
Mastering, mixing
Replaying and twisting the knobs
Like I'm your plaything
Don't lose none of the things I'm making
Everyone feels like they're hating
Feel like they never listening
To what I'm saying (Yuh)
Credits
Writer(s): Ilban Romero
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