If you can't hear me it's because I'm nervous
Piece together words like this to stress a point
Kick back, relax, take in the ambiance, think, enjoy
To turn the knobs and let loose familiar sounds
Passing the bounds
Reaching a state of nirvana
The teen spirit is cleared
The smell of real life remains
My real life consists of rhythms and beats
Listen to those with lessons to teach
Now, I may be looked at as one of the loners
As I belt out the lyrics
“Why can't we not be sober?”
Forever will I stay locked behind the bars of my passion
The words they are shooting are everlasting
I cannot stray to the path of the normal something
Hard bass pumping
Flat bills
DC's
Deep V's
That is just not how I do things
I stay true to me as you're true to you
As true to you as to reveal a truth for others to view
Alice found truth behind her chains
I hear what she has to say
All in all I feel the same
Quote what was said
“If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead”
In a nutshell spit out the shit you've been fed
The music that spews from the box has got the
Words
Rhymes
And on helluva hard beat
That's neat and all
But what the fuck does it mean?
What the fuck does it mean?
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