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Peak #874
Peak in subgenre #419
Author
reazson
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reazson
Uploaded
August 19, 2004
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MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 5:09
Lyrics
Verse 1:
somewhere theres a sleepin city on the map/
i push a pin up on the pinup map/
exactly where im at/
i have a list a places i wanted ti go/
its like i gotta tip toe through this gritty road/
sit n unfold this paper thats boxed up/
a 3 dimenstional cell thas locked up/
combinations only get me through this/
i cant do it these numbers r next to useless/
what should i do kid/
all im hearin is echos everytime i yell out/
so quiet i can hear myself inside in out/
my heart cryin out, eyes closin up/
closin in on this fucked up shitty life/
but whats it rele like? huh/
shit aint real, but what the fuck is this dream/
livin in this city no1 gives a fuck about me/
i write on this pad and ya its been tossed around/
talked about by every1 talkin now/
talkin down on me, walkin all ova me/
closin emotions, grabbin hold a me/
slowly leadin me in, kickin me out/
gettin addicted to everything now/
fed up with it now, ready to throw in the towel/ ayo
Hook
Verse 2
foolish pride got me walkin shoes untied/
trippin over myself, success glued to my eyes/
slippin ip, its num all thee way u up to my chest/
i cant walk, cant breath its like im drawing inempt/ anept
call it a step a step that im willin to take/
call it a fall, a fall im still waitin to make/
what it takes to be great, not a statement i make/
i wait in this place, n watch great turn into fake/
im runnin in place so i can turn back if i tried/
even laughin, is never everlasting cuz i/
keep my head high, plus i rememba the times/
i was a negative, a regular always plottin to find/
a way out just one simple reason to quit/
a reason to release a person no1 eva seemed to get/
got me weak in the hips, dodgin alla these fists/
fallin in pits, bottomless, its gotta be it/
another dimension git me outta this place
its doubtfull i hate all these doubts in my way/
escape from this place but the case is closed/
what i see is what i make of this ungrateful hole/
Verse 3
so walk with me through this sleepin city/
where the people is the reason why u feel so shitty/
make u feel so small, but every1 just as tall/
im flustered i wonder whats under it all/
what the fucks it about, this fire? ill snuff it out/
this air, that i breah? well ill darken the clouds/
swallow all the smiles that never came out/
digest razor sharp hate that tazes my heart/
its like this shit shocks me then im out for a minute/
n when im out hate fills to the top in these siringes/
this life is a needle every1 carries around/
i compare it to every1 cuz its starin me down/
im aware of it now, all the whispers, i hear um/
from my eardrums to my blood pumpin all the pain/
it hits hard a cold touch runnin through my veins/
and now my eyes is glued to failure n pain/ cmon
Hook
(made changes during recording)
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