The Journey
Verse1
First,it is the guilty conscious that consumed me beyond repair
No,wait a minute,what denial did, you cant compare
I perceived them as weird dreams I couldn't share
And built a wall between my heart and upstairs
But soon enough,on the same wall,reality constructed stairs
Boom! In front of my eyes, all it did, is stare
Panic,obsessive compulsiveness were ills I had to bare
Depression and other anxiety disorders caused my health to impair
I hid behind intoxications because I felt like a bad flair
For so long until, inside my house,addictions found a chair
But I must have been saved by my mamma's prayers
Now am sober,conscious and I have never been a player.
Verse 2
Money,power,respect was the new obsession in air
Hence it got to suicidal hustle without care
My daily hustle was for fare
Turned fugitive for i was no more a law obeyer
I calculated and applied tricks here and there
Some,so very crazy that I can never share
Sometimes I thought I was beyond repair
But deep within myself I chose not despair
In this life there is no lift, one have to take the stares
And freedom from self convictions is a gift with none other to compare
So at last,I accepted the fact that, am that breed that is rare
And forever will be zigzag,cannot straighten not even by a surveyor.
Verse 3
Suddenly,a beat was formed from the kicks and snare
Spread from ear to ear,through the years on air
To other people,a horror sound track is enough scare
Lyrics has more effect hence I chose not to declare
But it was too late, so many people were aware
Covered from head to toe but they saw me bare
Most people believe am the product of the devil's affair
While others swore am the life they could never spare
Walking,I saw their eyes wide open as they glair
But my courage,started to grow rapidly like a child's hair
The volcano erupted when I played truth and dare
Right there and there,I knew she was my pair.
First,it is the guilty conscious that consumed me beyond repair
No,wait a minute,what denial did, you cant compare
I perceived them as weird dreams I couldn't share
And built a wall between my heart and upstairs
But soon enough,on the same wall,reality constructed stairs
Boom! In front of my eyes, all it did, is stare
Panic,obsessive compulsiveness were ills I had to bare
Depression and other anxiety disorders caused my health to impair
I hid behind intoxications because I felt like a bad flair
For so long until, inside my house,addictions found a chair
But I must have been saved by my mamma's prayers
Now am sober,conscious and I have never been a player.
Verse 2
Money,power,respect was the new obsession in air
Hence it got to suicidal hustle without care
My daily hustle was for fare
Turned fugitive for i was no more a law obeyer
I calculated and applied tricks here and there
Some,so very crazy that I can never share
Sometimes I thought I was beyond repair
But deep within myself I chose not despair
In this life there is no lift, one have to take the stares
And freedom from self convictions is a gift with none other to compare
So at last,I accepted the fact that, am that breed that is rare
And forever will be zigzag,cannot straighten not even by a surveyor.
Verse 3
Suddenly,a beat was formed from the kicks and snare
Spread from ear to ear,through the years on air
To other people,a horror sound track is enough scare
Lyrics has more effect hence I chose not to declare
But it was too late, so many people were aware
Covered from head to toe but they saw me bare
Most people believe am the product of the devil's affair
While others swore am the life they could never spare
Walking,I saw their eyes wide open as they glair
But my courage,started to grow rapidly like a child's hair
The volcano erupted when I played truth and dare
Right there and there,I knew she was my pair.
Credits
Writer(s): Grace Wambui Munene
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