Keyed up, all tore up. Free from thought, walking backwards. Tranquil anxiety. Refraining from walking backwards. Reverse and rewind. Contemplate moving forward.
I'm settled in fear. Why? How?. Is death near?. . Broken and so uncertain. . Grounded foresight. Crowded hindsight. Ground too bitter. Stumbling center.
Hey You Yellow Shirt,Brown Skin just got off work?. Would you be mine?. I see you walking over there looking here. Well I see you stare. Would you be mine?.
A pair of blue eyes, a worn out cowboy hat. Yea, somehow I've always been into that. But you're more than just another rambling man to me. I'd never stand between you and your golden dreams.
Assume you're not forsaken. Remote point is already taken. Changing seasons, bending is hard to reason. . Sundown window to ponder head down. Tripping, breathing.
All the blank faces walking around us. They mean nothing. Candles in the dark. Every speck of dust in this universe, floating around us. Candles in the dark.
Tell yourself it's not worth knowing. Erase yourself and you'll find something. . Truth that doesn't fit. A curse of inspiration. Try to stay afloat. Too much information.
Pictures of my youth ask if I've become what I wanted to. . Keep moving, don't look back. . Moments of challenged clarity. Distorted effect on reality.
Let down again. Walls fade away. Distance closing in. Another time delay. . Focus my eyes. Never ending space. Listen to lies. Last in the race. The dream of gold.
[Akon:]. I ain't for all that beef-ay, got niggas to bust ya head for no reason. Ask around the streets man I'm certified, cross seas all my customers are satisfied..
Well, well, every day was filled. With all the love and happiness. I could find in my life. There was nothing I could miss. Well, it was easy, easy, alright.
Days are passing so slowly. Hours turning into weeks. And I am feeling so lonely. I guess, I'll have to wait and see. . With time on my shoulders. I'm closer to the ground.
I'm not a lonely boy. I have a million friends. But I never know. Just where their story ends. . I am a business man. Talk like a ladies man. But all of my words.
Hey, listen.... . A crowded road ends before it begins. Struggle to survive, hands try to grasp. If told like it is, who will listen?. A crowded road ends before it begins.
It takes me an hour. To finish a shower. My mornings are long. I know, it's freaky baby, oh oh. . And when I am speaking. My stomach is leaping. I'm scared of myself.
Loss of vision. Cheating synergy. Take me under. Bleeding, turning. . Reasons for risk are endless. . Take me under. Bleeding, turning. Loss of vision.
You say you're not shy. You gonna show me tonight. I've been wondering how your body. Might feel next to mine. . I see you in my dreams. With your candy lips and low riding jeans.
Last November I was told. That love is blind and your heart will not grow old. . I hate to tell you, I hate to cry. But my mouth keeps moving while the tears roll from my eyes.
Try and concentrate. Brain is melting. Walking in a daze. Security of isolation. . Always shifting, back and forth. . Blueprint within. Light to be switched.
There's no better man for you. And you'd understand it to. If you loved me. Half as much as I love you. . The beautiful smile on your face. Would never fade away.