Posture
I check my posture told myself I have to sit up
And now the sun it hits my face in my best get up
No sunday blues but I was in my sunday best
I practice sabbaths growing anxious without rest
The vibes received are the same that we project
So I'll take time for me I'm working on progress
Let's step carefully conscious of what reflects
They say energy flows and my heart it don't deflect
I carry guilt that makes it hard to keep my chin up
And when my heads down things don't look up
I feel shook up dazed and confused needing any sort of pickup
And mine don't run to good but you know I'll still pull up
Check engine light it shines so bright it leads me through the night
It runs on gasoline and dreams of passing faster things
I run on sentences you pencil in my passiveness
I'm swing for the fences while I'm building on my callouses
These things turned out to be not so simple
And these days feel make believe so I'm acting on impulse
I think we should just see
Let's try tomorrow our day will follow
There's joy in sorrow
You and me we'll see
My progress ain't linear but I'm perfect in parabolas
I'll let the light in touch the dial for that aperture
It's picture perfect I hope that makes it worth it
I try to talk with purpose I pray I walk with grace
I thank the lord for her face she thanks me back for my taste
I feel I'm running in place my scenery don't changed
My friends they smile the same
Oh that's a beautiful thing I'm falling farther to fate
I ask myself what's better than the good in me
Rose tinted glasses maybe homie I just couldn't see
Talk about prosperity accustomed to the causality
Life in actuality I'm familiar with the fallacies
Folded off of tear creased origami tragedies
I'll hold my head high tell myself that I'm proud of me
Affirmations of hope colliding with reality
I swear I've made this song before
But shit that's how I'm trying to be
Lifted off my chest like the weight is in my words
Crazy that there's people out there waiting on my words
Somewhere in between prolific and quite pathetic
Where it's written and embedded inner monologues are dreaded
Stepping like my best foot forward is where I'm headed
Sniffing on bouquets of compass roses and gas unleaded
I check my posture fill my lungs with breathes intrepid
I'm far too concerned with how I'll be accepted
These things turned out to be not so simple
And these days feel make believe so I'm acting on impulse
I think we should just see
Let's try tomorrow our day will follow
There's joy in sorrow
You and me we'll see
And now the sun it hits my face in my best get up
No sunday blues but I was in my sunday best
I practice sabbaths growing anxious without rest
The vibes received are the same that we project
So I'll take time for me I'm working on progress
Let's step carefully conscious of what reflects
They say energy flows and my heart it don't deflect
I carry guilt that makes it hard to keep my chin up
And when my heads down things don't look up
I feel shook up dazed and confused needing any sort of pickup
And mine don't run to good but you know I'll still pull up
Check engine light it shines so bright it leads me through the night
It runs on gasoline and dreams of passing faster things
I run on sentences you pencil in my passiveness
I'm swing for the fences while I'm building on my callouses
These things turned out to be not so simple
And these days feel make believe so I'm acting on impulse
I think we should just see
Let's try tomorrow our day will follow
There's joy in sorrow
You and me we'll see
My progress ain't linear but I'm perfect in parabolas
I'll let the light in touch the dial for that aperture
It's picture perfect I hope that makes it worth it
I try to talk with purpose I pray I walk with grace
I thank the lord for her face she thanks me back for my taste
I feel I'm running in place my scenery don't changed
My friends they smile the same
Oh that's a beautiful thing I'm falling farther to fate
I ask myself what's better than the good in me
Rose tinted glasses maybe homie I just couldn't see
Talk about prosperity accustomed to the causality
Life in actuality I'm familiar with the fallacies
Folded off of tear creased origami tragedies
I'll hold my head high tell myself that I'm proud of me
Affirmations of hope colliding with reality
I swear I've made this song before
But shit that's how I'm trying to be
Lifted off my chest like the weight is in my words
Crazy that there's people out there waiting on my words
Somewhere in between prolific and quite pathetic
Where it's written and embedded inner monologues are dreaded
Stepping like my best foot forward is where I'm headed
Sniffing on bouquets of compass roses and gas unleaded
I check my posture fill my lungs with breathes intrepid
I'm far too concerned with how I'll be accepted
These things turned out to be not so simple
And these days feel make believe so I'm acting on impulse
I think we should just see
Let's try tomorrow our day will follow
There's joy in sorrow
You and me we'll see
Credits
Writer(s): Joey Simmons
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