Yo I’m burning up with passion
Man I feel like my heart’s aflame
Something that I truly feel
Something that I can’t escape
Stuck with my soul searching
Mentally I’m far away
Life’s like a gamble
Cause a dealer
Got a card to play
Reflecting on a life
That’s led by many
May be hard to face
When you’re spinning like a hurricane
Everything is much the same
Clutching at my food for thought
And cutlery to make me sane
Two working legs
Yet I’m struggling to run away
A blissful glimpse of paradise
Might see to make me
Change my way
Even just a holiday
Some could say
I’m sound awake
When every night I go and dream
I see it like a break away
Deep below the surface
Raise my finger tips to scrape the face
Mother Nature’s child of war
Surfing on a seismic wave
Nothing out there’s predetermined
There could be a time and place
For everything in life so wait
Man it’s yours so seize change your fate
Never wait when the moments there
Reveal the face
Bare reflections of a frozen stare
Eyes rolling backwards
Both the victim and the killer man
They’ve both been scared
It’s so tragic
I’m mind travelling
Lost in this labyrinth
Stuck with my thought patterns
Searching for happiness
Trying to find a way to live life
Trying to find a way to live life
And face the challenges
I’ve been round for 8 years
And I’m never heading
Homeward bound
Only way you’ll make a legacy
Is put me in the ground
Gutter like a glass pipe broken heart and bag of brown
Life’s fast so your days lost
When you’re sat around
Tragedies happen now
Pap get their camera out
Trying to catch the motion in the picture
Like they’re Paramount
One day it’s front page
Next day it’s wrapped around
The chips that you’re yamming down
Every picture tells a tale
What am I supposed to do
Why am I emotional
Why do I spend my life writing just to find the truth
Why am I still here fighting with my demons too
It’s not like I invited you
To come and tear my mind in two
Only time I’ll ever get to rest
Is when I silence you
I fly the white flag high
In a violent mood
Deep like the vinyl groove
I fight for the dying youth
Fuck cocaine
And fuck the trade of diamonds too
Was that line of whites worth the live that were lost for you
Blood money’s something that I’ve never come accustomed to
I got a little question too
Do you like the blatant truth
Stuffed right in front of you
But do you feel uncomfortable
Itching at your skin till the bugs fucking cutting through
Stuck in a rut trying to lust for the sun and moon
So you lust for the sun and moon
Stuck in a rut trying to lust for the sun and moon