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What's up with feeling a feeling
You feel that the world should know
Lot's of fighting of old wars
And people finding new picks just to fight some more
Immoral code
Wake up to sound of alarm
And I stumble in half consciousness
Say bless that I've got my ride
Without it I'd be a bigger mess
Shoes tied, tired, or wide eyed
Every sunrise is a hit or miss
No matter what, living days of no harm
And as always I don't take a risk

I find that there's more
In what you leave behind a door
If you see what the next one could hold in store
So let's plot if it means stealth
Talk matters to nobody else
I climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself

Hands up like I've got a gun but
Hell nah, purity like nun uh
Well then again, makes you think
When a soldier's got ink on his arm
Trust no one
I cause when I think of the things
That are only seen by a few
Hot sauce, chimmy-chink when I stand
I'm the chisel to my own statue
What you see online, various real lives
Some take a dive, some parachute
Some feel to speak they mind, some post about issues
Whether about the world, international feud
The many national political disputes
None matter more in my opinion
Than a self-portrait painter searching perfect hue

I find that there's more
In what you leave behind a door
If you see what the next one could hold in store
So let's plot if it means stealth
Talk matters to nobody else
I climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself

What's up with feeling a feeling
You're surprised other people know
A ton of fighting of own wars
And people finding every juice to fight some more
A mortal code
So I say let's ride, oh yeah
Cuz I'm not feeling who I was in past years
I look ahead with a shine in my eyes
Wanting more out of myself when I be looking in the mirror
So I say let's ride, oh yeah
Cuz I'm not feeling who I was in past years
I look ahead with a shine in my eyes
Wanting more out of myself when I be looking in the mirror
One time for your harvest and wealth
One time is for you and your health
One time, like you're raising your hand
Trying to figure out how to be the best person that you can
And as you do, do you
As you reach for even higher shelves
Appreciation of value for
All the different versions of thyself

I find that there's more
In what you leave behind a door
If you see what the next one could hold in store
So let's plot if it means stealth
Talk matters to nobody else
I climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself
I find that there's more
In what you leave behind a door
If you see what the next one could hold in store
So let's plot if it means stealth
Talk matters to nobody else
I climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself