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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #179
Peak in subgenre #7
Author
DJB
Rights
DJB
Uploaded
May 18, 2009
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MP3
MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:28
Lyrics
The winds blow back and it’s pushing me forward
Like when your hair pulled back an I’m pushin my ford
Mid summer nights dream leaning to please you some more
Hurting that the purchases something I couldn’t afford
Working to determine why you don’t need me no more
But certain my purpose finds me needing you for scores
But music is my mistress who’s leading us to war
And loving isn’t comfort but just another chore
For poor souls sharing tears trying to hold onto years
An fears of lonliness when loathin just got you here
So be it, pour freedom for broke legions
Hoping to cope seeing you leaving for no reason
Believing I went bankrupt to pay up for acceptance
An you saying all I had to do was pay attention
Mentionin subtly intentions hovering like secrets
An it aint blunt so I don’t pick up if you from venus
I’m bending backwards and saluting at the same time
Feeling like your lesser from the second we exchanged lines
Wishin the digits I dialed were misgiven
Or I skipped just didn’t or they were just different
Pick a scenario anything to vary modes
Stead of rising together I’m seeing a slow burial
Breakin the mold of a man while holding my hand
Smiling shining your venom to explode out of glands
Once bitten twice shy life omitted a nice guy
An my decisions kinda depicted the situation given
Livin with this sickness not wanting but needing you
Terry Shivo’d my life and you the feeding tube
And your lust for greens got me feeling blue
Not much for color scheme pencil number being 2
Crossed out with graphite, you lost out I graphed right
Gone with the wind am I glad you damn right
To live life without the strife of arguments
And drive past the past while you just parked in fits
Steering me to drinking so I got the fifth
And with convictions you enlisted to cop the fifth
Or plead it I’m bleeding for some honesty
Cuz my life was alright before you were a part of me
And pardon me for being brash or needing a heating pad
For knots in my neck revealing that the beating bad
And finally seeing that the absence of you the healing path
To break chains of aches n pains and be free at last
Needing gas to drive ambition or fly from life’s decisions
Cuz I find my grips line in line with the kind you given
An now I find my vision is livin livid in prison
And your anger more misdirection then light in prisms
So I fight from a distance to limit the strikes you delievren
and tried to do handstand but couldn’t stand always given in
