(Verse 1). Stone by Stone. I constructed a cathedral. Stone by stone. built it up and wrecked it down. Stone by stone. everyone is looking to wear the crown.
I have felt like a quitter. Lately I have purposely been bitter. With loneliness. . I have been cursed by procrastination. Lately I haven't met my expectations.
Take a look around, all things green and brown. They are here to stay. The people walking by, buildings built so high. They'll be gone someday. . A piercing sound so loud takes over the crowd.
Pessimistic, yes, it may seem. But if you'd been there, you'd know what I mean. The struggle and suffering that won't go away. . It won't go away. It won't go away.
I am not the one to blame. We are all part of the problem. Damper your complaints. We are all, we are all to blame.
Sitting in the sand, watch the tide roll up. Take a deep breath in as your past fades out. Let everything else just fade into the horizon. . When the planets stop spinning and the music stops.
I harmonize with a million screaming laughs. That haunted those before us. Preaching symphonies while the chorus yelled, "Unity". It's based on facts, it's based on facts.
Distorted and complicated. I'm sorry but it's over. Essential to awaken. How moving. Here we are. That's what it's all about. I'm sorry but it's over.
I think I'm awake, rolling on my blanket. I am sinking into the bed, light around me. Beautiful washes of pulsating color. Buzzing white noise, it sounds like one hundred bees.
It makes me wish I was a banger. I'd come and retaliate. I tend to avoid impulsive gangster attitudes. 'Cause they will blind you. . It's gonna eat you up, it's gonna drag you down.
I can't even concentrate on this. It's over thought, anticipated. The pen ink is running dry. It's been thrown to paper and wasted. Creativity has been blocked and over tasted.
I'm the addict on the corner. I'm the lawyer in the tower. I'm the body with the coroner. No, the leader with all the power. You're the pillow, the cool side.
Here we go down that same old road again. Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds all the beauty within. Here we go down that same old road again. A memory, a regret, a hope.
Here we go down that same ol' road again. Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds all the beauty within. Here we go down that same ol' road again. . A memory, a regret, a hope.
I smoke chewy like a mothafuckin nut. You got a gram bag hit the zags and roll her up. 'cause a nigga like me can't fake it when I'm high. Get the Visine for the tight red eyes.
scottie,scottie. scottie,scottie. . (andre nickatina). put the phone on ya but it's the booty call. and I'm comin' ta bust nuts on all ya'll. and I'm out.
The way some cats yeah get that cash. Fuck around have a gun in your face. Tied up and their whippin your ass. . Man most cats man they don't play cause their moms get high.
Light's fading, night is calling. Covering the worries of day. Wind whispers, leaves are falling. Slowly light fades, comes to shade. . Following the path to a silent vale.
[Words: Ristolainen]. [Music: Kernen]. . Beautiful bride. and undaunted knight. Are lying in bed, holding hands. Side by side. . They started their life.