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Genre
Charts
Peak #954
Peak in subgenre #79
Author
S. De Bolster / L.O.R.D..
Rights
S. De Bolster / L.O.R.D..
Uploaded
June 11, 2009
Track Files
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:30
Story behind the song
Written & Performed by S. De Bolster.
Produced by L.O.R.D..
Mixed by S. De Bolster.
Recorded at the "Nothing F*** ing Works"-studio.
© 2004 - Poetic Flow/ L.O.R.D..
Lyrics
Poetic Flow:
As I get older…
I can’t seem to hold the weight on my weak shoulders…
My soul is getting colder as my body appears to be a vulnerable holder
Still I’m fighting for my spot in history like I’m a Greek soldier
It feels like I’m always starting over…
I’m guessing that’s how my life was chosen
Frozen in the sands of time trying to search the ambrosia
The divine taste and fragrance of sweet living
But I can’t seem to grasp the opportunities that life is giving
Reliving the many unforgiving feelings
Reeling over the ceiling as I’m kneeling
I’m still healing I guess…
But the stress has been stealing the breath from my chest
Stumbling over slippery steps looking for success
Longing back to my youthful innocence
As these thoughts overcrowd my common sense
An intense yearning for the past tense settling in
Kicking down that emotional fence as I battle myself within
Hook:
I walked along the street
I watched the people passing by
I used to smile and say hello
Cause I was just...
a happy guy.
Poetic Flow:
A new beginning has left me senseless
Numb and defenseless as I’m crumbling down patiently
Lately I’ve been pacing hastily
Shaking and praying for a greater vacancy
Basically I’m wasting away… words tracing the sheets
Telling me to wake up and see
Embracing me as they take me away gracefully to meet the devil
That made me revel on another level than I used to
She made me disregard the treble and turned me into a rebel with issues
I’m misused ~ slowly abused as I entertain her like a jester
One day I’m feeling like a God the next day like a leper
She’s pulling me within her atmospheric force field
Turns me on the path of sin with some kind of magnetic coarse shield
But I can’t seem to draw myself away from your myth
I should plead the fifth and not allowing to be played with
I need a locksmith.
Hook:
I walked along the street
I watched the people passing by
I used to smile and say hello
Cause I was just...
a happy guy.
Poetic Flow:
My mind is a box that I keep locked inside of a fireproof closet
As I lost the key my life stopped and left me behind lost for all logic
I dropped my faith in her hands as deposit
She has me studying the stars in the night
making me lose my might and force me to the right as I’m trying to go left
Wrong turns are starting to control my breath
I’m losing my strength as I’m approaching my cause of death
One day she makes me feel like I'm in paradise
Laughing...
The next day she makes me feel like a plane falling from the skies
Crashing...
For how much longer is this going to continue?
When will this painful tattoo turn into a sign of a new debut?
Knowing I got to find a way to stop coming back home to you
Hook (till fade):
I walked along the street
I watched the people passing by
I used to smile and say hello
Cause I was just...
a happy guy.
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