No Man’s Land (feat. Nick Hakim & Roy Nathanson)
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
Navigating this insanity
Takes a lot of energy
A lot of moving around
Constant scrutiny
Whole days float by in pieces
My job:
To assemble the moments
Make them mean something
But sometimes
The beginning is the end
And the part that goes here
Appears out of sequence
Forcing me to rush ahead
Or back to the beginning again
Naturally
Things get confusing
And I end up losing
Track of time
You can lose your mind down here
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
Being here is like being trapped in a lucid dream
Except it's a nightmare
And I can't just close my eyes and fly away
To survive
To stay alive
I have to engage and wage a constant battle
And to the victor go not the spoils
But the realization that Sisyphus is a real person
Who's been in solitary confinement for three decades!
And that's not even the half of it
Indeed, the truly terrifying thing is that
No one can hear me scream down here
My mouth opens, yes
But the voice that comes out is not my own
Saying words that do not belong to my real thoughts and feelings:
"How's it going?"
"Thanks a lot."
"Have a nice day."
This, when what I really want to say is:
"GO TO HELL!"
But that would be redundant, wouldn't it
Given the fact that we're already here
And it turns out that the devil does wear a blue dress sometimes
Or a blue button-down, red tie, or high heels
I mean this shit is real!
And more often than not
They come clad in a sad uniforms
Made up of different shades of gray
Which serves as camouflage
So they can play the gray areas without being detected
I'm saying: this shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know and understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
As in NO MAN WOULD SIT BACK AND ACCEPT THIS SHIT!
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
But what to do when your hands are tied
When your mind is tired
When everything you believe in is crashing to the ground around you
And your life is seeping out the hole in your soul
Like blood from a bullet wound?
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
Navigating this insanity
Takes a lot of energy
A lot of moving around
Constant scrutiny
Whole days float by in pieces
My job:
To assemble the moments
Make them mean something
But sometimes
The beginning is the end
And the part that goes here
Appears out of sequence
Forcing me to rush ahead
Or back to the beginning again
Naturally
Things get confusing
And I end up losing
Track of time
You can lose your mind down here
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
Being here is like being trapped in a lucid dream
Except it's a nightmare
And I can't just close my eyes and fly away
To survive
To stay alive
I have to engage and wage a constant battle
And to the victor go not the spoils
But the realization that Sisyphus is a real person
Who's been in solitary confinement for three decades!
And that's not even the half of it
Indeed, the truly terrifying thing is that
No one can hear me scream down here
My mouth opens, yes
But the voice that comes out is not my own
Saying words that do not belong to my real thoughts and feelings:
"How's it going?"
"Thanks a lot."
"Have a nice day."
This, when what I really want to say is:
"GO TO HELL!"
But that would be redundant, wouldn't it
Given the fact that we're already here
And it turns out that the devil does wear a blue dress sometimes
Or a blue button-down, red tie, or high heels
I mean this shit is real!
And more often than not
They come clad in a sad uniforms
Made up of different shades of gray
Which serves as camouflage
So they can play the gray areas without being detected
I'm saying: this shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know and understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
As in NO MAN WOULD SIT BACK AND ACCEPT THIS SHIT!
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
This shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know
What you understand
And leave you stranded in a no-man's-land
But what to do when your hands are tied
When your mind is tired
When everything you believe in is crashing to the ground around you
And your life is seeping out the hole in your soul
Like blood from a bullet wound?
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Lamar
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Other Album Tracks
- Calling All Souls
- Alabama (feat. Salim Washington, Scott Colberg & Zack O’Farrill)
- Tell ‘Em the Truth (feat. Adam O’Farrill, Xavier Del Castillo, Patricia Brennan, Walter Stinson & Zack O’Farrill)
- Resolution (feat. Gerald Appleman)
- Unintentional Vignettes (feat. Adam O’Farrill & Patricia Brennan)
- Acknowledgement (feat. Caroline Davis)
- On Living (feat. Erin Corine, Milena Casado, Manel Fortià & Marc Ayza)
- Be Free (feat. Adam O’Farrill, Xavier Del Castillo, Patricia Brennan, Walter Stinson & Zack O’Farrill)
- Some Sad Shit We Humans Do To Each Other (feat. Roy Nathanson)
- No Man’s Land (feat. Nick Hakim & Roy Nathanson)
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