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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #255
Peak in subgenre #18
Author
Farout
Rights
Eric Farlow
Uploaded
August 01, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:59
Lyrics
i'm a realist just as far as my ignorance allows but i've found that a lotta people get it though
meanin this, i can get loud and i clown all in confidence that i'm not just doin this sh** for show
i'm a futurist i feel the fruits of this new generation
bloomin with this new computer sh** consuming every nation
symbolist i try to keep it quick and reference everything
in feelings so you pick up subtley i'm busing measuring
a simple response i'm in a skinner box tryin not to
press the wrong button get electrocuted
fryin in the sun i'm a scientist tryin to a find a rhyme that fits
climb inside my mind and then i'll shine for all the clients its
a bit backwards tracks my to you lure to gimmick,
common a use, id that tool, f*** in a i'm printed
cynic limits for expansion, runnin while hes pantin
he says run it then he's rantin
it suddenly runs rampant
and sh** s out another track he'll make it look like he's alive
when really theres a part of him that died
he feels they'll never know what was inside
after constant degradation of his pride
so, here i sit the poster child of doin just enough
i turn my phones up so i can cope just like the rest of us
i guess my best of bluffs aint good enough so i'm just sittin on a beer
cause i honestly forgot just what i'm f*** in doin here
here you are, you've come far, small town superstar
as i'm earlin in the back with my baggage intact boozin hard
you and all your picture perfect friends are certain now
that i rest on a different level on some holier than thou
attitude, passion fruit a corner of your pyramid
i fear that this myriad of punches makes your theory get
a little entangled snared within the reaches of recent history
you contemplate potential send a message through the misery
cause living within individual planets i think i'ma hand in my badge
and i'm manic depression minute but thats almost the plan and i'm slowly pickin apart at my sanity
holy sh** i'm a mess and it damaging
holding on to a sliver of energy
roll the carpet out for the queen a suitable scene for allies and enemies
cut and paste, run the race, it’s a cycle you don’t wanna be on
keeping pace never pays when your writing and you wanna good song
just a taste of the days comin quicker than you’d ever expect
it’s a maze it’s a maze
poster child
