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I’ve been searching my brain for the words to convey What occurs, how important it is to explain in a verse; How I’m more than some words on a page That learned how to wait for their turn to escape As I rumble with time, being humble and kind, as I can Without losing the vibe that I’m hungry inside; What I’ve done, where I’m at's not enough; To laugh at how long that we’ve spent doing us, that you must Explain how my personal pain is the same as your own now I’m drawing a blank Cause I live where it’s too dark for some to live Deep inside yourself with an awful grin. That’s how it is The top five, they argue with, are mostly not alive for the argument. I’m turning setbacks into positives Making it obvious that we do not give in. Forget it You should take it as a compliment To be another obstacle we’re conquering. I said it! Is life hard? Of course it is That’s the first thing you need to cross off your list. I’m headed To where you can come and dance with us, and I'll Enhance the drugs that you're on like a champion I can’t thank Marcus enough for the things that he’s done That have brought you to us, to discuss How we used to share beautiful days But the new songs we made aren’t blowing you away. Okay We aren’t grabbing your body and soul Compared to what? To a Henry David Thoreau, let’s go! Letras de canciones Am I a creep to a radio head when their hearing Windmills on their stereo set? You bet I don’t belong here, nothing I’ve said Is ever gonna make a difference to any of them. No sweat That is so young and confident, getting older Telling me the opposite. So watch As I thrive off the awkwardness, they're not convinced How hard, we fought for this It takes time to sculpt. You know what I'm sayin'? Shit was done over years. There's no time on art. You know what I mean? I feel if they knew that they'd appreciate it more Extreme highs and lows that are starting to show From steady having to hold on with nothing to hold The underground is a ghost town you stumble upon While the few of us left here been carrying on The same as earth worms when they surface in rain And march down the street like a circus parade It isn’t hard to find, who we are Is as calm as a bomb that’s about to go off! Yet, I think The kind of time I’ve spent with the rhyme You deserve what you get And been digging your own grave So if you're looking for somebody to blame Then remember the name, Frame Things are gonna be great for a change You want it right? Show me how you live I can handle what you're throwing, without knowing what it is I’ve gone way past a little bumpy on the road Or looking at it saying, "this really what I chose? It’s No longer what used to be," Oh I’m More than ready when I choose to speak, ugh huh This kind of music has took lives; that’s not what I hope You listen to me and think life is only a joke Or it’s cold as the snow when it’s twenty below and your Car’s broken down on the side of the road I‘m unique and it’s shown from the goal of I’m not gonna fold now. I’d rather go on, so come on! Am I a creep to a radio head when their hearing Windmills on their stereo set? You bet I don’t belong here, nothing I’ve said Is ever gonna make a difference to any of them. No sweat That is so young and confident, getting older Telling me the opposite. So watch As I thrive off the awkwardness, they're not convinced How hard, we fought for this From Letras Mania