Story Behind the Song
one take, one track garage session
Lyrics
i stand
eyes fixed on everything, and nothing
my jaw slowly tightening
while clenching my fist
trying to resist
that little voice inside my head that seems to think that taking my life
is somehow a good notion
but i motion for a recess
i'm depressed and down
somewhere in-between
a smile and a frown
drown my sorrows in dope beats and dank smoke
never losing hope, but often lacking motivation
swimming in stagnation
mind clouded by doubt and hesitation
questioning my destination and my station in life
tired of all the bullshit
tired of all the politics
tired of being stepped on
and feeling like a little shit
man, i'm just tired
waiting to be inspired
waiting for the muse to show her pretty face
and put me in a pretty place
instead of this shitty space i'm currently in
my patience wearing thin
i mean, just because i look okay doesn't mean i'm not depressed
just because i've dropped exstacy it doesn't leave me happiness
and just because i know the answers doesn't mean i'll pass your silly ass test
and like i said before
i'm tired
can i get some rest?
well, call it evolution
or maybe just progress
when i'm not asking a girl for her number, but her e-mail address
i guess time's are changing
the world's still strange
and people are even stranger
and complete strangers are sometimes more affectionate
than loved ones turned indifferent
but in a different time
in a different place
in a different world
in a different case
maybe things could be different
and you could erase
all those decisions that you made in haste
or those days you did nothing and let go to waste
or when you ran from the music, instead of standing to face
but enough with the semantics
suffice to say in certain circumstances, it seems i am stereotypical
but that's typical, and typically
it tickles me, to think of me the way i know people are perceiving me
but much love to my friends for believing in me
and love to the shadow, even though she left me
'cause presently, i'm loving life, this world and everything in it
though things are either in a state of shit
going to shit, or not going to amount to shit
but shit, it's all i've got
and all i've fought for all my life
and yeah, i've been through pain and strife
and yeah, i've almost used the knife
but i've been growning, though not much vertically
but in knowledge and understanding
and i guess in the end, that's really all that matters.
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