[Chorus] x2
Keep rolling up my sleeves past my elbow
Roll up my heart in the folds, still felt though
Just my forearms and morons. How can I go on
I'm asking for more nights and more dawns
[Verse 1]
I am Jack's cold sweat running down his arms
Past the bracelets and the charms and the scarred harm
When I feel the shittiest is when I try to be the wittiest
The prettiest girls are the one I'm trying to get intimate
Impress them with the psyche and mic, B
Writing poems and stories just so they might like me
But I figured what's more important is that I like me
So I'm tooting my horn like Beep beep near all the wily
Coyotes howling at the moon sitting locked in my room
Freed soon when hammers hit anvils: boom
Blacksmith make me some armor, grant me honor
Anything in this fucking life just to make me stronger
Excuse the language, but this is real and uncut
I'm asking why and who when they focus on the what
And the how and I'm stuck in the now
Wondering how am I supposed to make life perfect when I can't get my rhymes down?
[Chorus] x2
Keep rolling up my sleeves past my elbow
Roll up my heart in the folds, still felt though
Just my forearms and morons. How can I go on
I'm asking for more nights and more dawns
[Verse 2]
This is me not giving a fuck: rolling up my sleeves
After all of this I'm going to get me some sleep
All the girls in my life causing me the strife and the light
When I imagined you would be wife and I'd be the night
1.) We are just too good for each other
2.) I'm looking at the stars and still stuck in your gutters
3.) When you sing, I fall in love with you
4.) There's so many metaphors that hold true
5.) I wish we could still talk like the old days
6.) I'm sick but you cured my old ways
7.) You knock me out with your orange scarf
8.) Who knew you would make things this hard?
9.) Goddamn it. All sorts of wonderful
10.) What did the hunter stole?
11.) Give me directions to your heart
12.) Show me yours and I'll show you my scars
13.) I still roll up my sleeves
13.) Do you still believe?
13.) Know that I still bleed
13.) Keep your head up. Love me.
[Chorus] x2
Keep rolling up my sleeves past my elbow
Roll up my heart in the folds, still felt though
Just my forearms and morons. How can I go on
I'm asking for more nights and more dawns
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Sweet Home
[Verse 1]
I'm from that city of green trees and cold breeze
Where the skies leave water droplets that don't freeze
We breathe coffee and try to rock clothes all jaunty
Mixed with the vagabonds of bad luck put on me
So calmly, I walk these different roads and streets
Putting my headphones in like kicks against the beats
Two tires, two feet, against the concrete complex
In context, we never what know we will conjure next
But I trust that where I'm from, the blood never spills
The ink does from the quill and we giveaway our will
From my home town we hone down and joke around
No more smoke rounds or bull nouns, we just cool down
And heat up when called for. We're tempered in our ways
From Sundays to Sunday we find salvation when we play
They tell me home is where the heart is, so when I start this
Just know that my house is inside my own body where my art lives
[Verse 2]
Voices calling me in rapid speed telling me what I need
Versus what I want. It's all the same when I read
The words they give me, please, just let me be
I never thought I'd end up like this in the end, who is he?
He is the kid with fingers like highways
From the city where every day is Friday
Rocking snapbacks like backward snaps
Just out of syntax or the synapse coupled with bad facts
Rain soaked everything, even to his bones
Too many seats in his heart to be left alone
Shattered and broken but still holistic
Speaking sad hymns with confidence prolific
Writing suicide notes that sound terrific
Hailing from the pacific and gets too specific
Look into his eyes, he's looking real tired
But when he smiles the mood gets higher
Label him a liar, label him a monster
Label him anything, as long as its proper
Call him what he is, call him what he isn't
Whatever you call him, it never is that distant
Think of the names, think of the slurs
Repeat everything he's said to himself for sure
You can't hurt him not because he's bulletproof
But because he already knows where he's from, he holds his truth
He holds his breath, he holds your hand
He holds a conversation, please understand
The home is where your heart is
Home is my own body, wherever it lives.
I'm from that city of green trees and cold breeze
Where the skies leave water droplets that don't freeze
We breathe coffee and try to rock clothes all jaunty
Mixed with the vagabonds of bad luck put on me
So calmly, I walk these different roads and streets
Putting my headphones in like kicks against the beats
Two tires, two feet, against the concrete complex
In context, we never what know we will conjure next
But I trust that where I'm from, the blood never spills
The ink does from the quill and we giveaway our will
From my home town we hone down and joke around
No more smoke rounds or bull nouns, we just cool down
And heat up when called for. We're tempered in our ways
From Sundays to Sunday we find salvation when we play
They tell me home is where the heart is, so when I start this
Just know that my house is inside my own body where my art lives
[Verse 2]
Voices calling me in rapid speed telling me what I need
Versus what I want. It's all the same when I read
The words they give me, please, just let me be
I never thought I'd end up like this in the end, who is he?
He is the kid with fingers like highways
From the city where every day is Friday
Rocking snapbacks like backward snaps
Just out of syntax or the synapse coupled with bad facts
Rain soaked everything, even to his bones
Too many seats in his heart to be left alone
Shattered and broken but still holistic
Speaking sad hymns with confidence prolific
Writing suicide notes that sound terrific
Hailing from the pacific and gets too specific
Look into his eyes, he's looking real tired
But when he smiles the mood gets higher
Label him a liar, label him a monster
Label him anything, as long as its proper
Call him what he is, call him what he isn't
Whatever you call him, it never is that distant
Think of the names, think of the slurs
Repeat everything he's said to himself for sure
You can't hurt him not because he's bulletproof
But because he already knows where he's from, he holds his truth
He holds his breath, he holds your hand
He holds a conversation, please understand
The home is where your heart is
Home is my own body, wherever it lives.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Wake the Giants
I carry myself with the air of a fictional character
Augustinian merits as I ride the American Chariots to
My destination and place. Going at a lazy pace
Hoping I don't lose and fall out of Hazel Grace
This is everything I dreamed of mixed with the nightmares
Most of my people will ask my why I even care
Come on bro, why are you even doing this?
I've got one life I'm not trying to just EXIST
Paying for my education. Avoiding to become replacements
Keep reading and writing to dodge being complacent
Check my placement and keep counting on me
Like I'm a digit, decimal, Dewey D or some calories
This is a life check and I'm marking through all the boxes
Heavyweight champion belt is Takumi the Fox's
Well maybe featherweight, cause I'm a lanky dude
Yeah I'm emotional, I will never blank out my mood!
This is my art, my pain, my heart, my brain
Spilling just to start then refine my game
You got boy problems? Well man, so do I
I'm a boy and a problem and that's one way to die
You got girl problems? Well man, me too
Chasing money, chasing romance is just the way we do
Writing letters to connections all across the states
Texting likes, singing crushes and talking to you face to face
It's a little difficult, quite the daunting task
Looking in the mirror and I forget I'm wearing a mask
Convinced myself on some days, get me an Oscar
My performance is hailed by my toughest critic: so proper!
Chapped lips and dry skin. Always an awkward teen
Mind of a scholar with a wit twice as keen
Never play my age but I'll always be playing
Time to be honest with myself. Forget just praying
Time to start planning, time to start doing
Who rewarded wishful thinking? This is me pursuing
Everything I ever wanted. All of my desires
Each of them a balloon and they're all trying to fly higher
So I'm learning about the sky, I'm learning how can I
Become light enough to float on far enough to spy
Doing homework in between creative bursts of energy
Summoning the deepest memories to be reinvented G
Turn traumas into commas. Editing for better karma
Changing like Obama. Avenging like some shwarma
Maybe I haven't changed that much, I still make my jokes
Mind spinning quicker than my bicycle wheel and spokes
And I'm supposed to be serious? XM Radio
I don't want that. Respond with No with 80 Os
I was made to blow like Kleenex tissues
People don't miss me cause I'm the big show: that's the real issue
Ballet on the page and my haikus on the stage
Role reversal, universal, in my mind it's all the same
Poetry in motion and my cliches are in abundance
Trusted like husbands who love cardio: I run this
Wearing my heart on my extremely fashioned sleeves
Looking like a clean mess might get haters peeved
How is he doing so well? Look at this goober!
I'm chill to the power of super, duper
2012: getting rich or dying Mayan
By the end of this I'll be waking all my giants
Come play, I'll say. Come play, I'll say
This track is my beanstalk. Fixed for the modern day
2012: getting rich or dying Mayan
By the end of this I'll be waking all my giants
Come play, I'll say. Come play, I'll say
This track is my beanstalk. Fixed for the modern day
Augustinian merits as I ride the American Chariots to
My destination and place. Going at a lazy pace
Hoping I don't lose and fall out of Hazel Grace
This is everything I dreamed of mixed with the nightmares
Most of my people will ask my why I even care
Come on bro, why are you even doing this?
I've got one life I'm not trying to just EXIST
Paying for my education. Avoiding to become replacements
Keep reading and writing to dodge being complacent
Check my placement and keep counting on me
Like I'm a digit, decimal, Dewey D or some calories
This is a life check and I'm marking through all the boxes
Heavyweight champion belt is Takumi the Fox's
Well maybe featherweight, cause I'm a lanky dude
Yeah I'm emotional, I will never blank out my mood!
This is my art, my pain, my heart, my brain
Spilling just to start then refine my game
You got boy problems? Well man, so do I
I'm a boy and a problem and that's one way to die
You got girl problems? Well man, me too
Chasing money, chasing romance is just the way we do
Writing letters to connections all across the states
Texting likes, singing crushes and talking to you face to face
It's a little difficult, quite the daunting task
Looking in the mirror and I forget I'm wearing a mask
Convinced myself on some days, get me an Oscar
My performance is hailed by my toughest critic: so proper!
Chapped lips and dry skin. Always an awkward teen
Mind of a scholar with a wit twice as keen
Never play my age but I'll always be playing
Time to be honest with myself. Forget just praying
Time to start planning, time to start doing
Who rewarded wishful thinking? This is me pursuing
Everything I ever wanted. All of my desires
Each of them a balloon and they're all trying to fly higher
So I'm learning about the sky, I'm learning how can I
Become light enough to float on far enough to spy
Doing homework in between creative bursts of energy
Summoning the deepest memories to be reinvented G
Turn traumas into commas. Editing for better karma
Changing like Obama. Avenging like some shwarma
Maybe I haven't changed that much, I still make my jokes
Mind spinning quicker than my bicycle wheel and spokes
And I'm supposed to be serious? XM Radio
I don't want that. Respond with No with 80 Os
I was made to blow like Kleenex tissues
People don't miss me cause I'm the big show: that's the real issue
Ballet on the page and my haikus on the stage
Role reversal, universal, in my mind it's all the same
Poetry in motion and my cliches are in abundance
Trusted like husbands who love cardio: I run this
Wearing my heart on my extremely fashioned sleeves
Looking like a clean mess might get haters peeved
How is he doing so well? Look at this goober!
I'm chill to the power of super, duper
2012: getting rich or dying Mayan
By the end of this I'll be waking all my giants
Come play, I'll say. Come play, I'll say
This track is my beanstalk. Fixed for the modern day
2012: getting rich or dying Mayan
By the end of this I'll be waking all my giants
Come play, I'll say. Come play, I'll say
This track is my beanstalk. Fixed for the modern day
Friday, September 28, 2012
Swerve
[Chorus]
Never let them tell you how to feel
Never let them tell you what is real
You have to figure that with your own nerves
You see an obstacle? Homie I just
Swerve.
[Verse 1]
I've had opportunity handed and results been demanded
Stayed way solid and never took it all for granite
Because the man is back up on his grind right in time
Before life was gonna hit em like he does with the rhymes
I'm at a different kind of place I've never been before
Opened up some new doors and closed a few more
I feel like I'm growing up but I'm always looking down
Too shy to really speak my mind so this is my honest sound
I ain't got another place to shout it all out raw
Scrambled up and cracked jagged like the edge of a saw
But what do I see? And what do I even know?
I'll still be a kid. Getting hashtagged is my green light to go
Updated the nerve. Installed some new patches
The hardware was always there but cleaned up to match it
You ever feel like getting reinvented and starting new?
I'm recycling the old pages. Back then I said it true
So now I'm just saying it a little more refined
A little more polished. Gander into my diamond mind
A girl's best friend. You know what it is
You stay for good when it started as just a visit
Even if I say something really specific on this track
Just bookmark it for the future so you can look back
Because every single song is a little note in my journal
In general this kernel of truth are my stripes and I earned them
Hit them in a major way. Comfort for the hater's day
Even in private I am deeper than Crater Lake
My pen is mightier than a sword or a gun
I hail from the land of bridges and a rainy sun, um
What more do I say? I'm forever right here
18 eternal within these sound bytes that you hear
Immortalized forever within my own writing
I've made a room for loving and an armory for fighting
This is my year. Go ahead and check my receipt
I'll build bridges of faith and the others will just have to leap
I'm not going for revenge. Just proving it my way
At the end of the day they will all say:
Nothing at all. Just see the lock jaws
Just see the jaws drop as the cameras flash my awe
I've lived romantically. Never shallow and pedantically
Jay turning into Gatsby. I am the man that I aim to be
[Chorus]
Never let them tell you how to feel
Never let them tell you what is real
You have to figure that with your own nerves
You see an obstacle? Homie I just
Swerve.
[Verse 2]
If my fans line up for me, what do they really want?
A little bit of comedy or some past tragedies and haunts?
Will I make it in rapping or in some other fields?
Is poetry my deal or is writing what is real?
Will Smith Format: rapper turn to actor?
Will being Asian determine a bigger factor
than I anticipated or even really thought of?
For now I'm feeling the swagger of riding shotgun
Elementary, to middle and I got real high
Residing at the collegiate level. Learning how to fly
Cooking my own meals, paying my own bills
My trusty quill and my inkwell is never still
What will life become? This verse is all uncertainty
I take a lot of things too deep and too personally
They resurface back up within stanzas and verses
Put it on the page and then I rehearse it
Recite every pain and memorize all my woes
Turn them into poems and morph them into flow
Disguise is in the costume of novels and characters
Everything's an abstract of me. I've learned to cherish her
And to appreciate him. To revel and bask
To take off my mask and to put down the flask
Getting stronger every single day when I awaken
Visibly cemented and my spirits never shaken
Stirred a bit loopy. A touch of insanity
A dash of vanity and batch of randomly
Assorted ingredients could be my real recipe
Sweeter than Devil's food and just as heavenly
Never let them tell you how to feel
Never let them tell you what is real
You have to figure that with your own nerves
You see an obstacle? Homie I just
Swerve.
[Verse 1]
I've had opportunity handed and results been demanded
Stayed way solid and never took it all for granite
Because the man is back up on his grind right in time
Before life was gonna hit em like he does with the rhymes
I'm at a different kind of place I've never been before
Opened up some new doors and closed a few more
I feel like I'm growing up but I'm always looking down
Too shy to really speak my mind so this is my honest sound
I ain't got another place to shout it all out raw
Scrambled up and cracked jagged like the edge of a saw
But what do I see? And what do I even know?
I'll still be a kid. Getting hashtagged is my green light to go
Updated the nerve. Installed some new patches
The hardware was always there but cleaned up to match it
You ever feel like getting reinvented and starting new?
I'm recycling the old pages. Back then I said it true
So now I'm just saying it a little more refined
A little more polished. Gander into my diamond mind
A girl's best friend. You know what it is
You stay for good when it started as just a visit
Even if I say something really specific on this track
Just bookmark it for the future so you can look back
Because every single song is a little note in my journal
In general this kernel of truth are my stripes and I earned them
Hit them in a major way. Comfort for the hater's day
Even in private I am deeper than Crater Lake
My pen is mightier than a sword or a gun
I hail from the land of bridges and a rainy sun, um
What more do I say? I'm forever right here
18 eternal within these sound bytes that you hear
Immortalized forever within my own writing
I've made a room for loving and an armory for fighting
This is my year. Go ahead and check my receipt
I'll build bridges of faith and the others will just have to leap
I'm not going for revenge. Just proving it my way
At the end of the day they will all say:
Nothing at all. Just see the lock jaws
Just see the jaws drop as the cameras flash my awe
I've lived romantically. Never shallow and pedantically
Jay turning into Gatsby. I am the man that I aim to be
[Chorus]
Never let them tell you how to feel
Never let them tell you what is real
You have to figure that with your own nerves
You see an obstacle? Homie I just
Swerve.
[Verse 2]
If my fans line up for me, what do they really want?
A little bit of comedy or some past tragedies and haunts?
Will I make it in rapping or in some other fields?
Is poetry my deal or is writing what is real?
Will Smith Format: rapper turn to actor?
Will being Asian determine a bigger factor
than I anticipated or even really thought of?
For now I'm feeling the swagger of riding shotgun
Elementary, to middle and I got real high
Residing at the collegiate level. Learning how to fly
Cooking my own meals, paying my own bills
My trusty quill and my inkwell is never still
What will life become? This verse is all uncertainty
I take a lot of things too deep and too personally
They resurface back up within stanzas and verses
Put it on the page and then I rehearse it
Recite every pain and memorize all my woes
Turn them into poems and morph them into flow
Disguise is in the costume of novels and characters
Everything's an abstract of me. I've learned to cherish her
And to appreciate him. To revel and bask
To take off my mask and to put down the flask
Getting stronger every single day when I awaken
Visibly cemented and my spirits never shaken
Stirred a bit loopy. A touch of insanity
A dash of vanity and batch of randomly
Assorted ingredients could be my real recipe
Sweeter than Devil's food and just as heavenly
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
A Page From A Journal
[Verse 1]
I've got holes in my socks that are inside my high tops
That ought to be filled by my heels and some other thoughts
I still pass to buy a youth pass for the buses that take me places
Look at Mr. Dodecahedron: 12 different faces
It takes too long to check each and every one of them
And I'm already running late for my next class again
I fall in love every time I rush by
I'm sprinting through an orchard, you're the apple of my eye
You make me blush and look down embarrassed at my textbook
King of my castle but closed in by my left side rook
So if I ever get brave enough to step to the side
Just please sure to bring band-aids for my wounded pride
[Chorus] x2
A regular guy, a regular guy
The scariest thing to admit now.
Look straight in my eye
You are a normal guy.
And that's just about it. Wow.
[Verse 2]
I wasn't ever good at talking with pretty girls
They make my heart beat too quickly and for this entire world
To go even faster will make my head spin. Dizzy
With the thoughts of getting a date in. It's all too risky
Now she says I am a nice guy and one of a kind
But I am just someone whose company she doesn't really mind
If we were a book, I'm the cover damaged and bent
Protecting you, who makes me happy, my table of content
I want to lie down with you and kiss your neck
Mr. Right Now or leftovers? I know you'll choose correct
So what do you really want? I'm not sure what will really fly
I've got a paper airplane or a foam glider for you and I
[Chorus] x2
A regular guy, a regular guy
The scariest thing to admit now.
Look straight in my eye
You are a normal guy.
And that's just about it. Wow
[Verse 3]
I don't think I'm special or that much of a professional
I could be your confessional Ms. Intellectual
I'm not playing any games, I'm all of out of change
Just sick with ODD, you can ask Dr. Strange
What can I even handle if I flip flop like sandals?
I've got more issues than multiple comic book panels
But maybe what I'm saying here is that I know who I am
And you won't have to worry about me becoming another man
Quite skinny with a head heavy of optimism
I've got courage and power. Could you help with wisdom?
So look at this guy:
My heart is pumping what if through my veins. I know you should at least try
with
A regular guy, a regular guy
You are really making my heart pound
Look straight in my eye
You're so pretty, oh my.
Where do I even start? Wow
I've got holes in my socks that are inside my high tops
That ought to be filled by my heels and some other thoughts
I still pass to buy a youth pass for the buses that take me places
Look at Mr. Dodecahedron: 12 different faces
It takes too long to check each and every one of them
And I'm already running late for my next class again
I fall in love every time I rush by
I'm sprinting through an orchard, you're the apple of my eye
You make me blush and look down embarrassed at my textbook
King of my castle but closed in by my left side rook
So if I ever get brave enough to step to the side
Just please sure to bring band-aids for my wounded pride
[Chorus] x2
A regular guy, a regular guy
The scariest thing to admit now.
Look straight in my eye
You are a normal guy.
And that's just about it. Wow.
[Verse 2]
I wasn't ever good at talking with pretty girls
They make my heart beat too quickly and for this entire world
To go even faster will make my head spin. Dizzy
With the thoughts of getting a date in. It's all too risky
Now she says I am a nice guy and one of a kind
But I am just someone whose company she doesn't really mind
If we were a book, I'm the cover damaged and bent
Protecting you, who makes me happy, my table of content
I want to lie down with you and kiss your neck
Mr. Right Now or leftovers? I know you'll choose correct
So what do you really want? I'm not sure what will really fly
I've got a paper airplane or a foam glider for you and I
[Chorus] x2
A regular guy, a regular guy
The scariest thing to admit now.
Look straight in my eye
You are a normal guy.
And that's just about it. Wow
[Verse 3]
I don't think I'm special or that much of a professional
I could be your confessional Ms. Intellectual
I'm not playing any games, I'm all of out of change
Just sick with ODD, you can ask Dr. Strange
What can I even handle if I flip flop like sandals?
I've got more issues than multiple comic book panels
But maybe what I'm saying here is that I know who I am
And you won't have to worry about me becoming another man
Quite skinny with a head heavy of optimism
I've got courage and power. Could you help with wisdom?
So look at this guy:
My heart is pumping what if through my veins. I know you should at least try
with
A regular guy, a regular guy
You are really making my heart pound
Look straight in my eye
You're so pretty, oh my.
Where do I even start? Wow
Friday, September 21, 2012
Out of Place
[Verse 1]
Out of my mind, out of my time
Rewind the clocks just because I'm
About to lose it a little more severley
Purely for the notion and do it twice just to see me
Double take, hustle cake, struggling bakery
Causing mayhem like Durden did to catering
Reading books like the last man on Earth
Every Sunday put it all on the line to see what I'm worth
This is me right here, I'm not left behind
Ambidextrous ambition that can only be mine
Arduous unique to my entire standing
Time is an angry boss whom is way too demanding
Not concerned with the silver, throw away the bronze
What is even gold? All I need is the dawn
Maybe the glitter in your eyes, wait let me backtrack
You're a real cool cat and I'm caught in a rattrap?
Things are real confusing, who is even here?
I'm looking at someone else in the mirror
My life is boiled down into cliches
But take a look at my face and you think things are peachy!
What do you even see? Honestly?
A kid who's outlived his use? Obsolete
Can I reset this game if things go horrifically?
Uh oh is my native language which I speak prolifically
[CHORUS] x2
First is the worst
An extra second is the best
Third is the one with the treasure chest
Then where does fourth land in this mess?
[Verse 2]
Sharpie tattoos like crumpled grocery lists
I used to have people ask "What is this?"
But hardly do people take the time to ask what it is
I used to really be but now I just exist
I'm not that depressed, nothing really happened
Nothing out of the ordinary or too awful to imagine
I'm just a normal kid, and that scares me
I'm not individually cool or anything. I'm just barely
Messed up and broken in some weird way
Like a 20 minute flight delay
A little inconvenient, but you don't really care
You never really think "Oh goodness, what happened out there?"
No one is very curious, no one ever asks
No one sees my face, they just think it's my mask
But it's really my fault, I wore it on the first day of school
As a tool, as a guise of "Cool"
I could just open up and make one more connection
But in the first place it doesn't take a second
It's always in that third or fourth time we can talk
And by that time I've struck out or I walked
Out of my mind, out of my time
Rewind the clocks just because I'm
About to lose it a little more severley
Purely for the notion and do it twice just to see me
Double take, hustle cake, struggling bakery
Causing mayhem like Durden did to catering
Reading books like the last man on Earth
Every Sunday put it all on the line to see what I'm worth
This is me right here, I'm not left behind
Ambidextrous ambition that can only be mine
Arduous unique to my entire standing
Time is an angry boss whom is way too demanding
Not concerned with the silver, throw away the bronze
What is even gold? All I need is the dawn
Maybe the glitter in your eyes, wait let me backtrack
You're a real cool cat and I'm caught in a rattrap?
Things are real confusing, who is even here?
I'm looking at someone else in the mirror
My life is boiled down into cliches
But take a look at my face and you think things are peachy!
What do you even see? Honestly?
A kid who's outlived his use? Obsolete
Can I reset this game if things go horrifically?
Uh oh is my native language which I speak prolifically
[CHORUS] x2
First is the worst
An extra second is the best
Third is the one with the treasure chest
Then where does fourth land in this mess?
[Verse 2]
Sharpie tattoos like crumpled grocery lists
I used to have people ask "What is this?"
But hardly do people take the time to ask what it is
I used to really be but now I just exist
I'm not that depressed, nothing really happened
Nothing out of the ordinary or too awful to imagine
I'm just a normal kid, and that scares me
I'm not individually cool or anything. I'm just barely
Messed up and broken in some weird way
Like a 20 minute flight delay
A little inconvenient, but you don't really care
You never really think "Oh goodness, what happened out there?"
No one is very curious, no one ever asks
No one sees my face, they just think it's my mask
But it's really my fault, I wore it on the first day of school
As a tool, as a guise of "Cool"
I could just open up and make one more connection
But in the first place it doesn't take a second
It's always in that third or fourth time we can talk
And by that time I've struck out or I walked
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Great Introduction
[Verse 1]
I'll drive 500 miles on the interstate
Get you a home cooked meal on your dinner plate
You're indecisive and I don't want to wait
Breathe in and breathe out girl. Meditate
The inner machinations of your mind's an enigma
So drop me a sign girl, co or sigma
The summation of ourselves is so good
Let's adventure in the forest together: I wish you would
Set an alarm for me to wake you soft
Treat you like a zombie arm: break you off
Are you feeling down? I'll be your comforter
You're my marathon girl: I will run for her
The type of guy that you bring home to your family
You won't be waiting on the man I want to be
Keep it real simple, this makes good sense
A penny for your thoughts. Please just vent
[Bridge]
Do you really want me right now?
Is it okay for me to write it down?
Open heart, closed mouth, I'll
Compose you a great introduction
Are we gonna be a tragedy?
If I make a limerick will you be mad at me?
Read this without interruptions
Let me write our great introduction
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
[Verse 2]
To see you smile do whatever it takes
It illuminates all and erases my mistakes
I've got more faults than earthquakes
But you could end wars with that look for goodness sakes!
Runaway romantic, hopped on your train of thoughts
Stuck in the baggage cart but I like this spot
If you're strong enough to carry mine
I'm damn sure strong enough to carry yours in a bind
New objective: since we can all be selective
Get you to invest in this me and you collective
I've been holding a pretty short to do check list
And for now I'd just like to make you breakfast
Maybe I spend the night, credit or debit?
Hoping you won't ever forget it
Paint on my canvas with our mixtures
Because your words are worth a thousand pictures
[Bridge]
Do you really want me right now?
Is it okay for me to write it down?
Open heart, closed mouth, I'll
Compose you a great introduction
Are we gonna be a tragedy?
If I make a limerick will you be mad at me?
Read this without interruptions
Let me write our great introduction
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
[Breakdown]
A bouquet of proses to your house
Write haikus for you chilling on your couch
Sestinas for my senorita
Late night netflix and some pizza
Ode ala mode, check my inkwell
Compare you to autumn, I just fell
The age old battle between lovers and fighters
I can be both girl, I can be your writer
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
I'll drive 500 miles on the interstate
Get you a home cooked meal on your dinner plate
You're indecisive and I don't want to wait
Breathe in and breathe out girl. Meditate
The inner machinations of your mind's an enigma
So drop me a sign girl, co or sigma
The summation of ourselves is so good
Let's adventure in the forest together: I wish you would
Set an alarm for me to wake you soft
Treat you like a zombie arm: break you off
Are you feeling down? I'll be your comforter
You're my marathon girl: I will run for her
The type of guy that you bring home to your family
You won't be waiting on the man I want to be
Keep it real simple, this makes good sense
A penny for your thoughts. Please just vent
[Bridge]
Do you really want me right now?
Is it okay for me to write it down?
Open heart, closed mouth, I'll
Compose you a great introduction
Are we gonna be a tragedy?
If I make a limerick will you be mad at me?
Read this without interruptions
Let me write our great introduction
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
[Verse 2]
To see you smile do whatever it takes
It illuminates all and erases my mistakes
I've got more faults than earthquakes
But you could end wars with that look for goodness sakes!
Runaway romantic, hopped on your train of thoughts
Stuck in the baggage cart but I like this spot
If you're strong enough to carry mine
I'm damn sure strong enough to carry yours in a bind
New objective: since we can all be selective
Get you to invest in this me and you collective
I've been holding a pretty short to do check list
And for now I'd just like to make you breakfast
Maybe I spend the night, credit or debit?
Hoping you won't ever forget it
Paint on my canvas with our mixtures
Because your words are worth a thousand pictures
[Bridge]
Do you really want me right now?
Is it okay for me to write it down?
Open heart, closed mouth, I'll
Compose you a great introduction
Are we gonna be a tragedy?
If I make a limerick will you be mad at me?
Read this without interruptions
Let me write our great introduction
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
[Breakdown]
A bouquet of proses to your house
Write haikus for you chilling on your couch
Sestinas for my senorita
Late night netflix and some pizza
Ode ala mode, check my inkwell
Compare you to autumn, I just fell
The age old battle between lovers and fighters
I can be both girl, I can be your writer
[Chorus]
On the beats we will meet
Will you think this is sweet?
Poems maybe for your seduction
Proof read our great introduction
On the page or the stage
Count on me like a wage
No need for your deductions
Notes in our great introduction
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