Hearing Me (Always)
Who provided suits when y'all be movin' up in unison?
Who provided funds when y'all be runnin' round exuberant?
Who provided eateries of choice and all that tutelage?
Me, honey, so don't you move again
I can prove that I'm a little more than monkey in the middle
I arrive in the back, ain't no time to deal with drivel
Yes the driver's intact, and he's on the way to civil
Acclime the attacks, sum it up to feel a rhythm
On the up and up again, summer ends, nine ten
He held my hand, help me land on eleven
His help is grand, tell my plan I'll deliver
I'll be there for him, self-fulfil under weather
So who provided suits when I was living out my life
The passion pulls and undoes as it should
Vernacular, handed to me was the lyric
Upper-laughable canned and cool for the civic
How easy it's to please 'em
Always hearing me
Where driver's schemes are weavin'
Clean, in harmony
Working in their dreams
Leave feelings where you reach them
I would never wanna be this being
But if it's me
Do you wanna take my place?
Anybody has no faith?
Everybody has no faith
The cabbage man is the Chekov's
Gun for my arrival. Who am I but
One who's kinda viable. For keeping
All that is desirable
Cumulative prudence is productive. Rooted in a movin'
Abduction. Solutions don't lie in liposuction
Run, then. Boolean, abrupt, but destined
Snooze, little button, your leverage is busted
Upper limits of human function
One beat a minute I'll be losing my loving
One breath, one hour, one less person
I want you always
Hearing Me
Hearing Me
Hearing Me
Always
Who provided funds when y'all be runnin' round exuberant?
Who provided eateries of choice and all that tutelage?
Me, honey, so don't you move again
I can prove that I'm a little more than monkey in the middle
I arrive in the back, ain't no time to deal with drivel
Yes the driver's intact, and he's on the way to civil
Acclime the attacks, sum it up to feel a rhythm
On the up and up again, summer ends, nine ten
He held my hand, help me land on eleven
His help is grand, tell my plan I'll deliver
I'll be there for him, self-fulfil under weather
So who provided suits when I was living out my life
The passion pulls and undoes as it should
Vernacular, handed to me was the lyric
Upper-laughable canned and cool for the civic
How easy it's to please 'em
Always hearing me
Where driver's schemes are weavin'
Clean, in harmony
Working in their dreams
Leave feelings where you reach them
I would never wanna be this being
But if it's me
Do you wanna take my place?
Anybody has no faith?
Everybody has no faith
The cabbage man is the Chekov's
Gun for my arrival. Who am I but
One who's kinda viable. For keeping
All that is desirable
Cumulative prudence is productive. Rooted in a movin'
Abduction. Solutions don't lie in liposuction
Run, then. Boolean, abrupt, but destined
Snooze, little button, your leverage is busted
Upper limits of human function
One beat a minute I'll be losing my loving
One breath, one hour, one less person
I want you always
Hearing Me
Hearing Me
Hearing Me
Always
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Writer(s): Michael Kim
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