Field of Mirrors (feat. Zak Aron)
And you ain't never knew me when I wanna die
And that was all my life!
So how the fuck you claim a thing when you've been stepped aside!?
That's a standing Shadow
With a Dragon's hide
Using hollow hands and claws to fold and hold me tight!
Like I'm just some possession and I was never "Mine"
'Till the life around 'em complicate than never mind!
Tossed his hands in the air and than I'm tossed outside
Draw that iron to the air until it cross my mind
Baby everyone's to blame 'till no ones on your side
And if everyone's to blame than baby sure you're right
But if you ain't everybody than you've fooled my eyes
Shit if you ain't everybody you done fooled your life
Illusory mysterious or ephemeral
They mean the same thing stuck in the liminal
Illusory mysterious or ephemeral
They mean the same thing same thing same thing
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
I was 'sposed to end up dead by 24 it didn't happen
I went from coast to coast to coast to coast and kept to rapping
My broken heart's apart I took the pieces built a bastion
I took my broken heart and broke another heart the madness
I'll never get to say I'm sorry to most the folks that gon and drew distant
I'll prolly never hear it from my Father neither
Guess these just both things Ima have to live with
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
And that was all my life!
So how the fuck you claim a thing when you've been stepped aside!?
That's a standing Shadow
With a Dragon's hide
Using hollow hands and claws to fold and hold me tight!
Like I'm just some possession and I was never "Mine"
'Till the life around 'em complicate than never mind!
Tossed his hands in the air and than I'm tossed outside
Draw that iron to the air until it cross my mind
Baby everyone's to blame 'till no ones on your side
And if everyone's to blame than baby sure you're right
But if you ain't everybody than you've fooled my eyes
Shit if you ain't everybody you done fooled your life
Illusory mysterious or ephemeral
They mean the same thing stuck in the liminal
Illusory mysterious or ephemeral
They mean the same thing same thing same thing
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
I was 'sposed to end up dead by 24 it didn't happen
I went from coast to coast to coast to coast and kept to rapping
My broken heart's apart I took the pieces built a bastion
I took my broken heart and broke another heart the madness
I'll never get to say I'm sorry to most the folks that gon and drew distant
I'll prolly never hear it from my Father neither
Guess these just both things Ima have to live with
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors
Don't matter the Bloodstain image is clear
I tried for the Polaroid Buckshot but Ink Blot and Ink Blot and Ink Blot yuh'
Mask off with a mask "What are we to see?" No one thought up to ask
I'm walking on a Field of Mirrors Pray to God I don't slip and fall on my ass
Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Yslas
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