Alive Again
Yeah, now always feel my steps up in the rat race.
And my mind was always walking to a phat pace.
I lost all of my people like Myspace.
Lone wolf, No one ever in my space.
My case was something of an obstacle, and to get myself, that was nearly impossible.
This mindstate, mister mister, wasn't optional, and I had to try to find who was responsible.
And so I needed to run, far far away, lose myself in what I became.
Get away from all that bullshit and pain, locate a place where I could try to explain.
Why I was gone?
or why I had changed?
I was deranged 'cos seachange, but I was not tame.
A feeling of hope could not come any faster, I looked everywhere, only could only find disaster.
I don't know why I came here, why I thought I could leave it.
Was told that I ain't changed, but I just don't believe it.
Stuck in a fantasy, that I cannot escape.
I can't deny my faith, I am alive again.
Uh, rh, rhyme for my problems, and I went and taught myself exactly how to dodge them.
No worries, all good, I got it, for real, yeah, I'm on it, no time to stop it.
Could I really leave it all?
This is all brand new, let go of everything I thought I'd never undo.
Do I have what it takes to live on the edge, could I really let go of everything that I pledge?
And live in paradise without a worry on my mind, only looking forward, see I never hit rewind.
In time will I rememeber where I came from, or old memories, did I wanna save some?
Uh, I can't leave it in the balance though, I never thought it would be this much of a challenge, no.
And I'm beginning to wonder if I can manage though.
Im just a lost kid trying to fix a damaged soul, and I'm gone...
I don't know why I came here, why I thought I could leave it.
Was told that I had changed.
But I just don't believe it.
Stuck in a fantasy, that I could not escape, I cannot escape, I am alive again .
And my mind was always walking to a phat pace.
I lost all of my people like Myspace.
Lone wolf, No one ever in my space.
My case was something of an obstacle, and to get myself, that was nearly impossible.
This mindstate, mister mister, wasn't optional, and I had to try to find who was responsible.
And so I needed to run, far far away, lose myself in what I became.
Get away from all that bullshit and pain, locate a place where I could try to explain.
Why I was gone?
or why I had changed?
I was deranged 'cos seachange, but I was not tame.
A feeling of hope could not come any faster, I looked everywhere, only could only find disaster.
I don't know why I came here, why I thought I could leave it.
Was told that I ain't changed, but I just don't believe it.
Stuck in a fantasy, that I cannot escape.
I can't deny my faith, I am alive again.
Uh, rh, rhyme for my problems, and I went and taught myself exactly how to dodge them.
No worries, all good, I got it, for real, yeah, I'm on it, no time to stop it.
Could I really leave it all?
This is all brand new, let go of everything I thought I'd never undo.
Do I have what it takes to live on the edge, could I really let go of everything that I pledge?
And live in paradise without a worry on my mind, only looking forward, see I never hit rewind.
In time will I rememeber where I came from, or old memories, did I wanna save some?
Uh, I can't leave it in the balance though, I never thought it would be this much of a challenge, no.
And I'm beginning to wonder if I can manage though.
Im just a lost kid trying to fix a damaged soul, and I'm gone...
I don't know why I came here, why I thought I could leave it.
Was told that I had changed.
But I just don't believe it.
Stuck in a fantasy, that I could not escape, I cannot escape, I am alive again .
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Writer(s): Kojo Owusu-ansah, Benedict James East
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