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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #11,927
Peak in subgenre #7,104
Author
Jeremy Andres
Rights
Good Vibes Music
Uploaded
March 01, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.2 MB • 128 kbps • 5:39
Lyrics
Verse 1:
He sits, writes, mildly concentrating about his life
Every circumference surfaces through his rhymes, can’t leave it behind
Now he trembles in disgust, over the fuss he couldnt adjust
Buried into a rut he feels giving up circulating through his gut
He wanted it all, every piece that’s fallen from his grasp
He’s been here before this wasn’t the first, and sure won’t be the last
Now he sits in mass, askin God for his presence during these times
Every feeling he has confines to only write to get through the grind
Man he would love to be loved, but his self esteem caught in a reflection
Of a disappointment with no meaning behind his existence
He’s troubled, feelin lone, lost, useless, insufficient in an instance
Feelin little help, he wished his, that he felt more significant
Feelin impotent to make a change, to make a risk---THUS
He fears of what may change, he hates the risk believing it will be a bust
He hates the clock that ticks away, he hates never being missed
He hates how he persists and even more he hates how life’s a b***
It’s a f*** in…
Verse 2:
He's caught and he's stuck in a problem, where did it go?
No advice, its only him for an answer, how will he grow?
Man he wanted to know the info, for all he is, is left out
He lives by a rhyme and reason with these voices of doubt
Memories clout decisions what he’s written into a daily log
No one can see these tears raining every night through the thick fog
He is felt by the hell he’s been through plastered day in day out
Storm after storm draining him down to the point he breaks out
He stands nineteen though his dreams make him feel real
He’s just tryin to survive a year from this whole ordeal
He always wanted to appeal, to the one’s of attraction
He couldn’t sum it all up, because there was a common subtraction
Feelin the guilt, the way life can turn from a loss of traction
Speechless reactions behind his curtain of satisfaction
You can ask him, he’ll mumble love and life in the interaction
Understandin who he really is brings disaster, lights camera action
He’s a f*** in…
Verse 3:
The one he fell for breathes within his arms, but they lost touch
She tells him he’s needed but to him, it doesn’t mean much
Feelin the facade his heart has grown cold, he’s tough to get a hold of
He wants to speak his feelings but his conscience telling him to shut up
He’s holdin it back, depressed in every rap he wants to jump
And leave this map, his feelings turning putting him into a trap
He’s bout to snap and break apart from the world, cavin him in
It’s every emotion and anger of no one in sight savin him, a friend
Abandoned in a time of need, he needs to breathe but the stress is engulfed
Into a rhyme increasing his growth, he sulks in every pain he every felt
Well, the agony swells as he’s finding a purpose to an answer
He can’t search past her, fearing what’s next, whats after
He is a poet, some don’t know it, a personal journalist
He subsist through his own advice, denies tryin to get by, can’t see eye to eye
He stands depressed, stressed, feelin less blessed, layin upon a crest
He is who he addresses, spoken words of every night confessions
This is a f*** in…
