Lyrics:
somebody
To tell somebody new
Bring a crate and some wine
Oh and you'll be fine
Enough to see you through
Have a drink and have a cigarette
Drink and have
don't even care
Try and call me
I don't even hear
I ain't even here
Gather round boys and girls
Lemme tell you a tale
Of a new kind of brain
That
Here in the Criminal Justice Act it says it's illegal to even react by marching against the sudden new lack of freedom of movement, assembly,
toadstools by myself,
I am the bite of the beast, I am the night of the feast,
I will be fighting the peace hit like Muhammad Ali because I come with
On that day, your words alone
Made my decision to become stronger
"No matter how much you change, you're fine the way you are now"
Now, because you
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
of eyes and smiles that know me
Are cryin' every time I turn to leave
And though I've heard New Mexico is magical
Chicago town can make you fall in love
The only thing that's good in me is Jesus
If you could walk the hallways of my heart
And see things as they really are
I wonder if you might be
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
it seems so loud
And every time you pass me by
I don't know if I'm going to live or die
Because you're the only thing I've ever loved
But I guess
Overwhelmed
By the art of success
Stay true to your heart
Play your part and be blessed
Only then is when the emptiness
Ends
And yet begins
I pick
I'll take you through this room where once lived my innocence
A room where I thought no one would ever come in
Yet it happened twice and had no one
a con
Be gone
Whose history's filled with mystery
Say you relate, must be kidding me
Were your people stripped of
EVERYTHING!
Displaced and mishaped
want to live like me overthink it twice
For me there is no way getting out alive
Because me and the death we are walking side by side
Side by fucking
saying "fuck the glamour"
Because money can't buy happiness, man that should be our banner
Had to stop, meditate and listen, had to give back instead
around
Is that Paris burning, is the Bastille falling down?
And where are all the mercenaries - paid for by the king?
Have they joined the mob you say,
survive
Maybe after death we all live in the sky because
I am tired of being called a disgrace, tired of hate, tired of making mistakes
Maybe I should just
normal
There's no fun in mundane
As everyone else gets older
I refuse to change
Weak or strong right or wrong
Who side are you on
[Chorus: x2]
Dey call dey call dey call me V E C
And when you hear
Osa mo ondun
Young D that's chilling with Timaya
Good life is good life
Even though with some
Verse 1 When some say that teachers have it easy,
You know what I think I agree!
They get to spend cold playtimes sitting inside,
With biscuits
the punishment doesn't fit the crime
it's all been done before
you know we need it and we're trying to make our mark
because all of our graves eventually go
(because I smell bad...)
When I dream away, I’m in a classroom
I’m thinking of you (and what we did last summer)
There’s an offended girl across
You're very neat
Blood smelling sweet
Cheeks are rich with
Warm colors freed
Bring out your dead
Spare some bread
My basket's full of
Chopped off heads
everything's wrong with the way I feel
and nobody knows what I’m saying
if sources are condiments
to flavor my arguments
I do my best to avoid paying
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