Cicadian Rhythm

You buzz in the light, what's up
With that rhythm in the air
Your guts hollowed out
How you sell yourself
Is it ridden in you fear
I quiver whenever I hear your voice
And I can't help but wonder to others you are just a noise
But they don't know what it's like underground
Now you made it here, are you stoked you made it out, now hold up

Hey ya, wait up little cicada
The summer heat is on
The haters, naysayers will try to play you
Throwing shade up at the sun

Playing a waiting game
Static in the rain, you pray (Praying for a brighter day)
You're shedding your skin
And it suits you well
But your days are numbered, I'm not ever sure that you can tell

Hey ya, wait up little cicada
The summer heat is on
The haters, naysayers will try to play you
Throwing shade up at the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Kriston Batistich
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