Lyrics:
attack
Just a dream with no end in sight
Waking up to evening
Now it seems I live this rotten life
Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands
fills
Up with fumes and roaring engines and
Blurred movement it's chaos
And at the center of it all is
Meek, by this time completely awake
And in his
Of something powerful and real
We developed a kind of generalized anxiety
It was as if the thousands of years of
Feeling fear in the face of nature
Could not go
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
this sadist revival, hand in hand
Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm
a lord.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We
take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the
week.
the lives that I touch
Their value is quantified by the lies that they told
It's had to up hold the fallacies
Niggas living in fantasies
Calculating my steps
wanna do is make it prime time
Cups in the air for that one time
All we wanna do is have a good time
Turn up, Turn up, Turn up, Turn up, Turn up
For that
I'm-a bout to get tore up, po' up
Any late, if you ain't already turned up
I came in here with a full cup, but it's going down smooth like syrup
Hope, no
a tent
I don’t wanna so I turn to the beast
But I still live in a tent
I live in a tent
I live in a tent
The beast will stop me from living in a tent
I
feet to the rhythm of the beat
Pump up the volume, feel the heat
Turn up the bass and get steady
Let the music move you, get ready
Shake it, break it
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
can't move
I live by the groove
I live by the groove
If I can hear it, baby
I can't lose
A good groove will
Turn your head around
Lifts you up
Putting feelings in context _ it helps
With the text, I indulge and delve
Into the state of my mental health
making the the best of the cards I'm dealt
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
feeling feeling
In curl and grazes, I'm losing losing
Turn it up turn it up turn it up turn it up
Turn it up turn it up turn it up turn it up
Turn me
Independent, sold out shows, and I don't think that's changing!
My fans say they wanna see me turn it up, and I can't leave ya'll hangin'
Bout that
around
And aint no turn in down
I'm a turn it up
No turnin down
I'm a turn it up
And turn it out
I'm a make the crowd
Go wild
Police come around
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It don't ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Turn it up, turn it so loud
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
Motherfuckers ain't talking that, man these niggas be ignorant
Come up in the club
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
Motherfuckers ain't talking that, man these niggas be ignorant
Come up in the club
keep thinking of it
Time will pass us by
Cannot stop that feeling
Livin' it up in the city
Livin' it up ain't we runnin' this town
Stirrin' it up for
bout to go night with it, do ya feel me?
Let me whisper in your ear, do ya hear me?
Turn the heat up
You my little mamacita
Buckle up and move the seat
When you pass by, dudes peek and follow
Getcha cell and dial, you need to call in
No antagonizin but damn right you have it cummin
Turn it up, turn it
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