Blurry
I'm feeling so blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
Days roll together like they're mates in a pack
Many months gone by and I would say I feel trapped
I keep my cards close, chest high, I say bye but meant hi
So my temper boils over and I let fly
In my head I'm flipping out and I can't ascertain why
I keep repeating patterns, if they worked they would've stayed by
Take five, relax, I can't cause I've been making great time
Yet I'm always behind, waking up it's late night
Slave for a page and an average wage
Writing songs I'm all class but I nap in them mate
I got off the grid, some things I had to get straight
I never left but I'm back to have a crack at the game, ay
If something goes wrong it's something that I'll turn my back on
Then I face it, nah I skip it like a bad song
Shake my head, lace my shoes, put my hat on
Plug the earphones in, yeah I'm that gone
Feeling so blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
I'm living in the interim period of my life
Where I'm thinking are my systems all real or just disguises?
If we're all living just to die, then
What the fuck's the point, and should I bother trying?
If I'm here for the next few years
Then I think I will try to stop shedding tattoo tears
And then I wake up, it's dark again
Red flags in my vision, I was past it then
I'm sinking shots like a basketball point guard
Nothing bring me definition, sleeping in a toy car
Getting past it doesn't fix the past when it was darkest
When I couldn't see at all, sipping from the tallest glasses
I won't remember this song tomorrow
Or how it made me feel like I was gonna offload
Instead of closing up, I went open-shut
I'm feeling so blurry I can't see you till I open up
I'm feeling so blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
Days roll together like they're mates in a pack
Many months gone by and I would say I feel trapped
I keep my cards close, chest high, I say bye but meant hi
So my temper boils over and I let fly
In my head I'm flipping out and I can't ascertain why
I keep repeating patterns, if they worked they would've stayed by
Take five, relax, I can't cause I've been making great time
Yet I'm always behind, waking up it's late night
Slave for a page and an average wage
Writing songs I'm all class but I nap in them mate
I got off the grid, some things I had to get straight
I never left but I'm back to have a crack at the game, ay
If something goes wrong it's something that I'll turn my back on
Then I face it, nah I skip it like a bad song
Shake my head, lace my shoes, put my hat on
Plug the earphones in, yeah I'm that gone
Feeling so blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
I'm living in the interim period of my life
Where I'm thinking are my systems all real or just disguises?
If we're all living just to die, then
What the fuck's the point, and should I bother trying?
If I'm here for the next few years
Then I think I will try to stop shedding tattoo tears
And then I wake up, it's dark again
Red flags in my vision, I was past it then
I'm sinking shots like a basketball point guard
Nothing bring me definition, sleeping in a toy car
Getting past it doesn't fix the past when it was darkest
When I couldn't see at all, sipping from the tallest glasses
I won't remember this song tomorrow
Or how it made me feel like I was gonna offload
Instead of closing up, I went open-shut
I'm feeling so blurry I can't see you till I open up
I'm feeling so blurry like rain on a window
Till the sun comes out, I keep my shit close
Even then you ain't getting much info
Yeah I dry up, wish I wasn't in so
Deep, I'm feeling like I've slipped bro
Sing loads, bin loads, like I've flipped modes
From beginner to survival now I'm in pro
It make me blurry like rain on a window
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Writer(s): Mikhail Van Den Broek
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