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Bluelighter
- Joined
- Nov 26, 2002
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- 3,281
compose a line to erode my mind a victim of the past and time
surprised ive lasted in the wake and ashes of the sadness
intrigued by a rythym and snare-nobody cares-its not worth the pulled hair
only a fool can tear the mind of the young and lost
ive fucked up everything i come across-and now im soft
my posture never could stand up thats why i stand tough
never givin up to feel the way i should inside it aint right
it aint right to live this way-it aint right to feel this pain
thats part a life-we all know it aint right-just stay tight
never fake the hand you got-this one is for the have-nots
just a chip off the old block-but is that good or bad?
i love my dad but only cuz hes the only one i ever had
what is family-i never asked for somethin to be handed to me
thats just the way it is right? what's music besides a spoken word
im stuck on my last nerve to feel my mind swerve jumpin the curb
one more long night-one more song to write-its all alright
why do i ask?-my life is one lost past getting harder to grasp
hiding behind a mask-to find the task at hand harder than planned
im just another grain of sand-falling deeper lost in a dream
sleeping awake deprived into a grave a slave no one can save
i can only hope for better days-is this the way my time will stay?
im slippin away-so i sit and i pray hopin im heard
hopin a word i said isnt said to feel the stress i need to rest
forgive n forget-i sit in regret as the time becomes what is left
why do we listen-i hide in the rythym for the sake of just livin'
im the type to ignore the hype--but it surrounds me
hounds me down and starts to drown me-its hard to breathe
i might just leave this broken home hopin to find my own
chances are slim-describe that--as i lie flat and face the sky
only one question remains--and that's-why? its all a lie
hopin the for the tide to subside so i can ride and feel alive
yea--thats how i ride-strive for better times-better rhymes
watch me as i climb-a hopeful day will dawn-but for now--
im just feelin really calm-im prolly not supposed to be happy
its tragically true-as i radically grew and understood
this is life-happy and sad-im meant to be alone im actually glad
this solitude is all that proves the men from the mouse
im a highschool drop out-workin hard to heal these scars
and i think im gettin close-thats why u hear these psycho flows
these thoughts in my mind daily-watch me sail away
used to take a rail a day-im strong and im off it
cleared my head up-seein visions of me in a coffin
my friends were feends constantly robbin and dodgin
bad influences corrupted a kid bluffin--on the run from somethin
they took me in and showed me love-thats what i have memories of
im tired of bein judged by a cover-just another number
its alright-my boys love me like a brother-undercover
and today im feelin fine-just lock me up-and ill be sealed in time
ill never wander after seein precious lives squandered
instead ill ponder--wonder why--figure out a plan and continue just to live my life
surprised ive lasted in the wake and ashes of the sadness
intrigued by a rythym and snare-nobody cares-its not worth the pulled hair
only a fool can tear the mind of the young and lost
ive fucked up everything i come across-and now im soft
my posture never could stand up thats why i stand tough
never givin up to feel the way i should inside it aint right
it aint right to live this way-it aint right to feel this pain
thats part a life-we all know it aint right-just stay tight
never fake the hand you got-this one is for the have-nots
just a chip off the old block-but is that good or bad?
i love my dad but only cuz hes the only one i ever had
what is family-i never asked for somethin to be handed to me
thats just the way it is right? what's music besides a spoken word
im stuck on my last nerve to feel my mind swerve jumpin the curb
one more long night-one more song to write-its all alright
why do i ask?-my life is one lost past getting harder to grasp
hiding behind a mask-to find the task at hand harder than planned
im just another grain of sand-falling deeper lost in a dream
sleeping awake deprived into a grave a slave no one can save
i can only hope for better days-is this the way my time will stay?
im slippin away-so i sit and i pray hopin im heard
hopin a word i said isnt said to feel the stress i need to rest
forgive n forget-i sit in regret as the time becomes what is left
why do we listen-i hide in the rythym for the sake of just livin'
im the type to ignore the hype--but it surrounds me
hounds me down and starts to drown me-its hard to breathe
i might just leave this broken home hopin to find my own
chances are slim-describe that--as i lie flat and face the sky
only one question remains--and that's-why? its all a lie
hopin the for the tide to subside so i can ride and feel alive
yea--thats how i ride-strive for better times-better rhymes
watch me as i climb-a hopeful day will dawn-but for now--
im just feelin really calm-im prolly not supposed to be happy
its tragically true-as i radically grew and understood
this is life-happy and sad-im meant to be alone im actually glad
this solitude is all that proves the men from the mouse
im a highschool drop out-workin hard to heal these scars
and i think im gettin close-thats why u hear these psycho flows
these thoughts in my mind daily-watch me sail away
used to take a rail a day-im strong and im off it
cleared my head up-seein visions of me in a coffin
my friends were feends constantly robbin and dodgin
bad influences corrupted a kid bluffin--on the run from somethin
they took me in and showed me love-thats what i have memories of
im tired of bein judged by a cover-just another number
its alright-my boys love me like a brother-undercover
and today im feelin fine-just lock me up-and ill be sealed in time
ill never wander after seein precious lives squandered
instead ill ponder--wonder why--figure out a plan and continue just to live my life
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