My ordinary life
By: The Living Tombstone
Ja, iku zo
Jan, ken, pon!
They tell me keep it simple
I tell them take it slow
I feed and water an idea
So I let it grow
I tell them take it easy
They laugh and tell me "no"
It's cool
But I don't see them laughing
At my money though
They spittin' facts at me
I'm spittin' tracks
Catch me?
I'm spinning gold out my records
Know you can't combat me
They tell me Jesus walks
I tell them money talks
Bling got me chill
'cause I'm living in a ice box
They tell me I've been sleepin'
I say I'm wide awake
Tracks hot and ready
So they call me mister easy-bake
They say the grass is greener
I think my grass is dank
Drivin' with a drank on an
Empty tank to the bank
Do you feel me?
Take a look inside my brain
The people always different
But it always feels the same
That's the real me
Pop the champagne
The haters wanna hurt me
And I'm laughing at the pain
Staying still
Eyes closed
Let the world just pass me by
Pain pills
Nice clothes
If I fall
I think I'll fly
Touch me
Midas
Make me part of you design
None to
Guide us
I feel fear for the very last time
They tell me that I'm special
I smile and shake my head
I'll give them stories to tell friends
About the things I said
They say I'm so humble
I say I'm turning red
They let me lie to them
And don't feel like they've
been misled
They give so much to me
I'm losing touch
Get me?
Served on a silver platter
Ask for seconds
They just let me
They re me I'm a god
I'm lost in the façade
Six feet of the ground at all times
I think I'm feeling odd
No matter what I make
They never see mistakes
Making so much bread
I don't care that they're
just being fake
They tell me they're below me
I act like I'm above
The people blend together
But I would be lost without their love
Can you heal me?
Have I gained too much?
When you become untouchable
You're unable to touch
Is there a real me?
Pop the champagne
It hurts me just to think
and I don't do pain
Staying still
Eyes closed
Let the world just pass you by
Pain pills
Nice clothes
If I fall I think I'll fly
Touch me
Midas
Make me part of your design
None to
Guide us
I feel fear for the very last time
Lay still
Restless
Losing sleep while I lose my mind
(Yeah)
All thrill
No stress
All my muses left me behind
(Left behind)
World is
Below
So high up
I'm near divine
(I'm so high up)
Lean in
Let go
I fell fear for the very last time
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