Tekst piosenki
(David)
Dear Mr Chidiac
I heard you sold your soul
I see you rock the leather pants cause Ye did
So let’s just cut the crap
You know you thrill me
But Truthfully these soliloquies kill me
Can’t you do something brilliantly
Be something more than one in a million
You know, and win for me
Not for you or your fans but me inside your head
Cause let’s be honest here
If honesty’s the policy that’s best for what you’re tryna preach
Then you should really go rewrite your speech
Take it back to the drawing board
Pull out your gun and fall asleep
Dream of better days and better ways to reach the fields of better rays
Live inside a better place
Cause Your mind’s such a trippy place
I’m stumbling around tryna spruce up the place
Add some decor and identity to a shackled mind and wasted space
Seriously this could be a killer place
Like Dexter’s pad
You kill each race with your elaborate lab rat rap
Quit whining and take a stab
Like steak at a buffet, grab and nab, gnaw at this shit like your chewing through the floor
Eat the concrete and unsettle the score
Raise the roof off this bitch like a crane
Leave Batman in tatters on the floor without a Brain
This terrible calamity you call your life’s inherently coming down on you like a tonne of bricks
Rationally you’d almost certainly have to find a way out
Make a break, escape out from the current brutality
Cause its safe to say motherfucker you’re insane
(Shirin)
Dear Ms Ramadan
Back today to reminisce the vice
Dark days awoken in light nights
They tried to deny me
Tried to turn a blind eye, see
Should’ve thought twice before you tried to suffice
Comeback flow like
Even a house has a point
But yours just comes up blunt
Don’t front
Someday you’ll finally realise
All this distortion
Is just a lack of proportion
Like a push-bike on the road
I’m begging, move out of my way
But they can’t hear me out there
And I’ve got a deadline to pay
After all
Time waits for nobody anyway
So run away and never return
Going Simba in the wild
Catch me if you can
Going Decaprio in the shadows
I’ve seen your type before
Call them Pulp Fiction
Just the bitter remainder when I squeeze acid out the lemon
True story of a real fake
But never mind the divide
Call an Uber before we decide to hide
Got a date with the past at eleven
Just pray to God that we survive
Blue moonlight breeze around us
Heart cold as my thin sleeves
Open the closet if you’ve got the key
Fits and clicks, but not so silently
Mind your tread
Or trip into Narnia
When the night is dead
The white snow masks the cold
The story left untold
Recognise with eyes wide shut
There’s beauty wherein harshness lies
And dampens foggy skies
If only you open your eyes
Recreating visions of my inner creatures
Donnie Darko features
Listen closely as the whispers call
Lonely possibly beyond the fall
I hear no laughter, you see
The mind cannot create
What you only dream to be
So chase what’s left to salvage
And save the small talk for some deadbeat garbage
Lord knows
I wasn’t placed here to take out your trash on a Tuesday
Like a 'no stopping’ sign
I’m gone
Until a better yesterday
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