Eden's Interlude (feat. Britt Koff)
I see my reflection in the rain
But the future is near
Clouds go as the wind blows in my brain
But the future is clear
Holding on to me
The man I was before
The more I see
The less I'm looking for
Made in God's image, ironic it's me who's spittin' it
Well shit, it's my life and I'm living it
Living and learning, and learning
Some things are meant to be, some of these are even your enemies
Energy is not a constant, it changes forms
The halo atop an angel might just turn into horns
Don't say that I didn't warn you when mirrors that you abhor
Turn into your grim reaper, reaping its own rewards
The world I live in now, it moves how I can't explain it
Maybe that's the reason that Michaelangelo painted
Pictures of the holy, fill up ditches in my head,
Show me how to get to heaven if hell thinks I'm too sainted
Tippy-toes like woe is me
Dayton from a distance like an Obi three
In the end, I took the L from the O.V.E.
And now I'm looking for the man I should be
Check check
Ayo, you good, Britt?
Yuh
I took an L from the O.V.E.
I hit that shit and spit out the poetry, it's me
Britt Koff, liquid potency
I'm tryna be the bad bitch you know me to be
Woah (Okay)
But who is that?
How can I be myself if my image is just an act?
That's whack (shit's whack), so I stay true
Stay true to myself
(Fuck everybody else)
That's whack, so I stay true
There's nothing I can't skate through
Nothing that the sun won't dry up after all the rain's through
Nothing holds me back more than myself when I'm not grateful
Nothing's ever perfect on this Earth. You gotta make do
Let's get it, there's do to be made (Everyday)
Searching for the woman who grew from the pain
Trusting in the process, learning from my mistakes
Coming out on top, breaking rules to make a change
I wanna find serenity
If I don't, it'll be the end of me
In the not-too-distant past, I gasp cuz the grasp I have
Takes all the breath I need to breathe and be
The person who I wanna be
But I feel so weak in the evenings
My demons they speak to me screaming
Leash in the reasons I started to deal with the parts of my heart that are lesioned
So I wonder
Will I ever be enough?
(Will I ever be enough?)
Will this life ever be enough?
(What the fuck is enough?)
Stay in touch with the love
Getting the wisdom above
I can feel it in my gut
But the future is near
Clouds go as the wind blows in my brain
But the future is clear
Holding on to me
The man I was before
The more I see
The less I'm looking for
Made in God's image, ironic it's me who's spittin' it
Well shit, it's my life and I'm living it
Living and learning, and learning
Some things are meant to be, some of these are even your enemies
Energy is not a constant, it changes forms
The halo atop an angel might just turn into horns
Don't say that I didn't warn you when mirrors that you abhor
Turn into your grim reaper, reaping its own rewards
The world I live in now, it moves how I can't explain it
Maybe that's the reason that Michaelangelo painted
Pictures of the holy, fill up ditches in my head,
Show me how to get to heaven if hell thinks I'm too sainted
Tippy-toes like woe is me
Dayton from a distance like an Obi three
In the end, I took the L from the O.V.E.
And now I'm looking for the man I should be
Check check
Ayo, you good, Britt?
Yuh
I took an L from the O.V.E.
I hit that shit and spit out the poetry, it's me
Britt Koff, liquid potency
I'm tryna be the bad bitch you know me to be
Woah (Okay)
But who is that?
How can I be myself if my image is just an act?
That's whack (shit's whack), so I stay true
Stay true to myself
(Fuck everybody else)
That's whack, so I stay true
There's nothing I can't skate through
Nothing that the sun won't dry up after all the rain's through
Nothing holds me back more than myself when I'm not grateful
Nothing's ever perfect on this Earth. You gotta make do
Let's get it, there's do to be made (Everyday)
Searching for the woman who grew from the pain
Trusting in the process, learning from my mistakes
Coming out on top, breaking rules to make a change
I wanna find serenity
If I don't, it'll be the end of me
In the not-too-distant past, I gasp cuz the grasp I have
Takes all the breath I need to breathe and be
The person who I wanna be
But I feel so weak in the evenings
My demons they speak to me screaming
Leash in the reasons I started to deal with the parts of my heart that are lesioned
So I wonder
Will I ever be enough?
(Will I ever be enough?)
Will this life ever be enough?
(What the fuck is enough?)
Stay in touch with the love
Getting the wisdom above
I can feel it in my gut
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Mendoza
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