[Intro:]
Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me, like I'm reaching out for you
I'm just so fucking depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump,But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up in order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in
I'm starting to feel dissing again so I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit
Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap I need a new outlet
and I know some shit's so hard to swallow but I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
I'll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you'd have to walk a thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, woh
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh, they can all get fucked just stay true to you, so
I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything's so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
just as soon as I walk in it's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
cos if I do that then it opens the door for conversation like I want that
I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fucking man servant trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them ain't even funny like
"Nah!, Marshall you're so funny, man, you should be a comedian, God damn!"
Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes
And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles 作者: 康佛神 时间: 2015-5-17 20:39:01