Believer Day Dreamer
I'm a bad vibe and sushi killer
Lover of Mj and Thriller
Prolific notebook filler
Bridge burner and builder
Hater lover and everything in between
More than most see
Deeper than most will ever be
Published book writer
Freedom fighter
People from different cultures unite
It's a universal fight for our human rights
It's a damn shame what Russia is
Doing to the people in the Ukraine
My mind is blown out of the frame
Putin's already got a special term for the genocide
Purposely taking innocent civilian lives
Kyiv the prize
Shining like a nugget in his greedy eyes
I'm still trying to figure out when the hurting stops
And gas prices got me wanting to walk
Across the continent like Jesus in Birkenstocks
Covid still has us living fake as fuck
Most still living in fear masked up
Like train robbers
My brain ponders
My mind wanders
Gotta show some love to the first responders
Even in the absence of her love
My heart grows fonder
The regret tastes like Swanson tv dinners
Taco Bell and shit
I hate it
Right now life is like a bad trip
And sobriety escapes me
Memories plague me
That's just the way it is
And Clarence Thomas's wife is foul as can be
I'm surprised that I'm surprised
Especially when I know most on that level
Are as wack as In n out fries
Like Hall n Oates I can't go for that
No can do
If you can there's a good chance that we can't kick it
I'm just keeping it one thousand with you
Like I should have done with my now ex wife
At this point that's a past life
Maybe next time, if there is one
I'll finally get it right
If I'm ever really able to let it go
I guess it boils down to what this fool believes
These days it's not much
Gotta come real and true
If you really want me to feel you
Misinterpretation led to
Desecration and destruction
On the daily I still find it hard to function
No disrespect but I feel handicapped
Disabled by my ignorance
The events that followed
Far from coincidence
Concrete evidence
Of my stupidity and negligence
I'm just trying to air it out
Because I feel like I'm rotting on the inside
When it comes to writing
If I don't I feel like I'll die
Surviving my encounter with the reaper
Lit a fire under my ass
Reminding me that we really
Aren't built to last
And the end comes fast
Even faster when you aren't paying attention
This shit can be over in a blink
What you think
Pay attention
Lover of Mj and Thriller
Prolific notebook filler
Bridge burner and builder
Hater lover and everything in between
More than most see
Deeper than most will ever be
Published book writer
Freedom fighter
People from different cultures unite
It's a universal fight for our human rights
It's a damn shame what Russia is
Doing to the people in the Ukraine
My mind is blown out of the frame
Putin's already got a special term for the genocide
Purposely taking innocent civilian lives
Kyiv the prize
Shining like a nugget in his greedy eyes
I'm still trying to figure out when the hurting stops
And gas prices got me wanting to walk
Across the continent like Jesus in Birkenstocks
Covid still has us living fake as fuck
Most still living in fear masked up
Like train robbers
My brain ponders
My mind wanders
Gotta show some love to the first responders
Even in the absence of her love
My heart grows fonder
The regret tastes like Swanson tv dinners
Taco Bell and shit
I hate it
Right now life is like a bad trip
And sobriety escapes me
Memories plague me
That's just the way it is
And Clarence Thomas's wife is foul as can be
I'm surprised that I'm surprised
Especially when I know most on that level
Are as wack as In n out fries
Like Hall n Oates I can't go for that
No can do
If you can there's a good chance that we can't kick it
I'm just keeping it one thousand with you
Like I should have done with my now ex wife
At this point that's a past life
Maybe next time, if there is one
I'll finally get it right
If I'm ever really able to let it go
I guess it boils down to what this fool believes
These days it's not much
Gotta come real and true
If you really want me to feel you
Misinterpretation led to
Desecration and destruction
On the daily I still find it hard to function
No disrespect but I feel handicapped
Disabled by my ignorance
The events that followed
Far from coincidence
Concrete evidence
Of my stupidity and negligence
I'm just trying to air it out
Because I feel like I'm rotting on the inside
When it comes to writing
If I don't I feel like I'll die
Surviving my encounter with the reaper
Lit a fire under my ass
Reminding me that we really
Aren't built to last
And the end comes fast
Even faster when you aren't paying attention
This shit can be over in a blink
What you think
Pay attention
Credits
Writer(s): Nazareth Pratt
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