Lyrics:
I don't want to talk too much
I just want to get to you
I don't want to see you there
I just want to get you there
All by myself
Not everybody
This village hall hides
In forgotten countryside
As the tired locals crawl
In filling forlorn chairs
I wonder what's lying ahead of me
Hey lady
On the break of day
We're lost anyway
Do you live a lie?
Do you stand me by?
Would you cope for my existence?
Would you last or cease persistence?
I
Just a still town girl on a Saturday night, lookin' for the fight of her life
In the real-time world no one sees her at all, they all say she's
you
Showaddywaddy at the royal hall
I had a crush on you
Waiting with you by the phones
So you could ring your man
Sometimes it's not that great
so damn beautiful
The mystery of life surrounds you
I know
But I just wanna keep you
So close
Now black and white is all so clear
But I'm dyin'
on
I'm blasting off on the verse Jimmy Neutron
And by next year at Seton Hall ima be long gone
Ooo yeah
Now watch me flex
God gave me a call and he told me
So guess who just fell back into the gig
Lookin sturdy with his fixed up wing
It's been to damn long my friend
So glad to see you on the mend
Cause I
attempts at touching my stuff and I'm fucking you up
I'm sick of weak shit winning, nigga yo' rhymes ain't rocking
The good life is a bitch, seem like
hoppies
Taking over the hall
None of us are gonna pick and eat the last straw
Simple life ain't lead by a princess clown
On our small mics we turn heads
kid got lost somewhere around Camden
So I took a walk the other day from Soho up to Alexandra Park
From the student halls where I started
Past
What did you expect from these red lips?
Curses, laughter, and a tender kiss
Hours went by and you got it all
Empty walls in a hollow city hall
What
your halls with Taj
Mahals and some red caps
My country got the gall to be
Appalled by some red hat don't trip
Get your panties in a bunch
'cause I said
or the way that I was told
There was a king that always felt too high and then he fell too low
And so he called all the wise men to the hall
And he begged
or the way that I was told
There was a king that always felt too high and then he fell too low
And so he called all the wise men to the hall
And he begged
of the ashes and the splinters
A new hero known as Ethan Winters
And yes he was fighting for a life
But it wasn't his own it was his loving wife
And I haven't
eye
So full of beauty
Full of life
I am the deaf man
Who's always listening
I am the blind man
Looking down the hall
I am broken
But I am repaired by
eye
So full of beauty
Full of life
I am the deaf man
Who's always listening
I am the blind man
Looking down the hall
I am broken
But I am repaired by
stealin' hearts
Showin' feelings
Throught the arts
High Class Life
In California
New York City
Is waitin' for you
As I'm sittin'
By black coffee
My eyes
with the weight of the truth
I reject this fucking fate
Refuse the culture of meaningless pain
Meaningless
Primitive pain
I stare down the halls of death
In a white room
Across the hall
I lay my head up
Against the wall
The whole room empties
And you remain there
You walk towards me
Playing with your
turned his house
Into a hall by using dynamite
To blow down all the walls
He barred up all the windows and the doors
So that no-one could disturb him
voice down the hall
The train pulls in
And I let you know that
I'm on my way home to you
In a minor routine you're a major key
The song that gets me
Wander through the halls, stair-cases mirror
They are brought to life by your demeanor
Now that you’re in world you feared, expected
Your visions are
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