Lyrics
I'm doomed forever to grab the pen and the pad
Now I can rap it's the only exit I have
Remember the fads? I was never with that
And despite the video and telly and that
I feel I've never had less
All I've got that I love is combats and jumper-my rap dress
Under mad stress, just had school exams, the crap tests
A sore throat, knowing my luck its an abcess
I lack friends, stay in every night typing away again
I have to go out, apply for jobs to try and stay sane
But I can feel the demons crawling in my veins
Evil calling, and pain, every day it seems its all just the same
Vision of my funeral's atmosphere, everyone's curiously happy here
Lament my life, scream "Sorry" Wish my dad could hear
I feel crap and fear that I'll pass leaving no mark
I want some people to know I was here before I go dark, what a world
I've been told that life consists
Of highs and lows, and rises, dips
Climbing from them seems to be
Mighty often needed of me
I've been told that life consists
Of highs and lows, and rises, dips
Climbing from them seems to be
Mighty often needed of me, what a world
I've reached the end of the game, things are never the same
They call me stupid but I know that in this head is a brain
What I regret is the shame, and live in dread of the day
I find myself saying "Yeh, whatever you say"
The rebel in me seems to keep me alive
Seems to remind me what I need in my mind
And what I can live doing without
Stuff that other people think I would just be stupid to doubt
And I'm proving it now that I'm getting attached
Who knows? I may fall in love and have a wedding to match
The power of love beats all earthly force
Because there are none in existence that can hurt me more
Since birth or before I was made to be the person you saw
I never sought it; forced on me first in the law
Society can't function right and be
Acting all mightily if it has such a guy as me
You have to teach them what YOU think is acceptable
Follow rules and in the end you will be living respectable
Stray from the path and you're hated and laughed at
By kids with nothing to live for, headed straight to the last act
Cos they messed up their childhood with clubbing and drink
They'll end up at a shrink, nothing learned gives you nothing to think
Dissect free speech lyrics, find prison bars
Thanks to power people we headed down; Hell isn't far, what a world
I've been told that life consists
Of highs and lows, and rises, dips
Climbing from them seems to be
Mighty often needed of me
I've been told that life consists
Of highs and lows, and rises, dips
Climbing from them seems to be
Mighty often needed of me, what a world
Kids should be polite
You don't need to fight, don't slurp your food, eat it nice
It was just made up is my bet, make our mouths stay shut, and why question
The way it works when from day one your life's set?
Half the facts of life go straight past us
Dumb our minds down, give us Britney Spears instead of Sage Francis
The spin doctors give questions, answers
The same bastards, shit denied by who can say fastest
Take part in this democracy, your life is a treat
It would be nicer to be rid of crime in the streets
No-one feels safe these days
Need protection against thieves trying to steal the money that they made me pay
Broke but your few possessions are safe
Thanks to the propganda machine you miss the things that are damned-ed obscene
Being more concerned with following the fashion scene and not getting it late, thinking everything's great, what a world
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