Everyday when you turn away from your world, boy. You're ignoring your life and, oh, what a shame, boy?. . Stay in time boy, don't get out of line, boy.
You're so far out. That you've gone right in. And you're so turned in. That you've turned right off. . Let's not forget about the reason. Let's not forget about the slow dance.
An embarrassment of riches. Up ahead between the ditches. Steady on, pails of blue glass beads and baubles. In the toilets of the super models. . Steady on watch what you wish for.
In natural selection I've avoided all detection. And the tender bits underneath. All with window dressing and calculated guessing. And a bark bigger than my teeth.
Smokescreen, oil patch. Road full of thumb tacks. Stiletto umbrella, steel bowler hat. And spectacles made of bulletproof glass. . Armour in the rat race.
In the family. With paths of proven trust. We recognize respect. And if you don't. You completely suck. Through trial and error we see. What life really means.
Say you mean it. (Say you do). Say you don't. (Or maybe not). . Say it's stupider, be the genius. (Make your mind). Or be a clown. (Open wide). . Be the witchdoctor and cast your spell around.
Add it to the list of square jawed decisions. I refuse to make for the same reason. San Franciscans don't leave on account of an earthquake. There are textbook moves and trails to blaze.
[Verse 1: Jasper]. Chillin' in class with a bag full of grass. Got that purple and a white chick to smoke up and choke up. I even got that white sniff come over here and take a whiff.
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]. We come through throbbing like thunder storms. Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms. I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs.
[Intro: Tyler]. Nigga had the fuckin' nerve to call me immature. Fuck you think I made Odd Future for?. To wearin' fuckin' suits and make good decisions?.
His disease. The eternal prejudice. Towards the unknown. Changed his life. Into a nightmare. . So capable of drinking. The wine of monotony. And demanding an.
We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes.. We became our charade.. A classic primetime tragedy, so skin graphed, a romantically hopeless war path..
So desperate and time consuming is this filthy habit.. Wherefore every word left unsaid lies.. A thousand empty thoughts.. Racing through my head.. We are just silver screen lovers..
It lost all meaning, cause I know i'm numb to the feeling. A stranger inside me, that I know I have to compete with. It lost all meaning, cause I know i'm numb to the feeling.
Mi vida será nostalgia. La noche de ti me embriagará. Y mis sueños de repente. Se despertarán.. . Mis caminos serán de tropiezo. Las rocas de ti me hablarán.
I wanna do the right thing. I wanna be the sure shot. I wanna have my mind straight. I wanna have my point got. . I wanna be a good man. I wanna have my act down.
Just like Leia's Father, you hit we hit back harder. Like Huss and Stephen, I am not afraid to be a Martyr. California sun and sky slip inside a suit and tie.
We came with jams equipped and I. I brought some rhymes to spit and I. Beats to move your feet and hips and I. Jesus, in these lyrics now. . We haven't stayed here, all these years to be no superstars.
Had an old friend call me up this morning. Telling me about how he had changed. His life's not the same. Warning me about a place. So far away from heaven's grace.