Roscoe's Wetsuit
Outside loves you
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
Ezra was crying today
I had a thought like I used to do the same at his age-
What a change
Feels like childhood was only yesterday
Time flies all the memories and tests I'd ace
Never prepared me for real life-
Said I'd be great, having never known strife
I couldn't imagine the tragedies that would happen
I couldn't fathom the truths, my foot was tapping-
To attack'of drums
Outside loves you
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
Snare hits Mike Shinoda in my head phones
Blared it like I know how the world goes
Loneliness bit, that mood was so cold
But there was so much worse coming as I left home
No regrets, still love the homie that made it so
But my own decisions-
Well I don't know
Can't change the past,
But if I could wouldn't fuck with the mellow
Had I never coulda been someone better.
Likely genetic predisposition
My exposure to tripping and sheer stress
Lead crazy directions
It left me detached from reality
Coming back to my life with my brothers was resurrection.
They kept me grounded.
I kept on stepping.
I went to college
Moved in with friends' and
Some people back then reckoned that ambition
To make it in music was a product of delusions
That made me reclusive
Like maybe I would lose it
Outside loves you
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
I could see some perspective
And so to change what's objective
I hung-out with the collective
Rejoined the matrix,
The dream I held it
The thought that we were
Crabs in a bucket I shelved it
The distant whisper
From the shadows I felt it,
Still turned my back,
In the end we're all selfish.
Kept on with rap,
Hope you know it's connected
Can't double back,
The pursuit of truth is
Something so reckless
But in the end all I wanted
Was to reach you so
I hope you get this.
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
Ezra was crying today
I had a thought like I used to do the same at his age-
What a change
Feels like childhood was only yesterday
Time flies all the memories and tests I'd ace
Never prepared me for real life-
Said I'd be great, having never known strife
I couldn't imagine the tragedies that would happen
I couldn't fathom the truths, my foot was tapping-
To attack'of drums
Outside loves you
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
Snare hits Mike Shinoda in my head phones
Blared it like I know how the world goes
Loneliness bit, that mood was so cold
But there was so much worse coming as I left home
No regrets, still love the homie that made it so
But my own decisions-
Well I don't know
Can't change the past,
But if I could wouldn't fuck with the mellow
Had I never coulda been someone better.
Likely genetic predisposition
My exposure to tripping and sheer stress
Lead crazy directions
It left me detached from reality
Coming back to my life with my brothers was resurrection.
They kept me grounded.
I kept on stepping.
I went to college
Moved in with friends' and
Some people back then reckoned that ambition
To make it in music was a product of delusions
That made me reclusive
Like maybe I would lose it
Outside loves you
Outside loves, loves you
Outside loves you
They're all waiting for you...
I could see some perspective
And so to change what's objective
I hung-out with the collective
Rejoined the matrix,
The dream I held it
The thought that we were
Crabs in a bucket I shelved it
The distant whisper
From the shadows I felt it,
Still turned my back,
In the end we're all selfish.
Kept on with rap,
Hope you know it's connected
Can't double back,
The pursuit of truth is
Something so reckless
But in the end all I wanted
Was to reach you so
I hope you get this.
Credits
Writer(s): Goran Novaković
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