Days Chasing Days - Chords

Man I see days chasing days, everything stays the same

No more night and day, everything is grey papier-maché

Same song on the radio by the same old artist

Same assholes on CNN giving the same «no comments»

Same he say, she say shit

Grab any given weekday and just put it on replay

Ring, ring, rise and shine time to lie

On the couch and watch TV 'til your eyes go blind

Watch the guy in the Gucci suit talk about tryin' times

And the guy that sold you the gun turn around fighting crime

Days chasin' days, people make mistakes

And don’t think solution, they look for somewhere to place the blame

It’s Just Days Chasing Days — Everything stays the same

Enemy’s names will change, but their deeds remain in place

What are these arranged mistakes, but a link in the chains of fate

With the singular basic aim to deplete us of age and strength

You can flee or embrace this replay of the Deja scene in The Matrix

But keeping beneath the blankets won’t stave off seeing the day shift

So, instead of being evasive, I portray 'brave' and I face it

As I watch in amazement, as these paid pricks do this lame shit

And then trade shifts on the same staged hit, 'bout fame & dollars

Niggas ain’t biting no more, they’re just claiming they’re paying homage

I’m saying, God must be the illest producer

He fills us with youth, but trims us out before we can hear where the sample

loops up

Sometimes it makes me wanna say «oh lord»

Sometimes it makes me wanna shout «oh lord»

Sometimes it makes me wanna scream «oh lord»

I’m sick and tired of these days chasin' days

Yo, Chords, man.

I really hope these days’ll catch up again

Till then, I’ll gnash up the back of my pen, cause it acts as my last defense

Of my head against these sad and tragic events

That happen when history’s repeating itself, eating itself for the lack of an

end

And I’m tackling trends — It’s all misleading

Just gimme 2 pair of my Adidas and we’ll call it even

See, I’m not a mad rapper, I’m just frustrated

To see ya profiting with something you ripped off and barely bothered to update

it!

So, fuck waiting another 10 years, till these twerps say

That what I was doing a decade ago is the reason they rhyme in the first place

Hah!

So in a worst-case scenario, I work with a smirked face

And pervert breaks and assertively rape your stereo

I see days chasin' days, everything stays the same

I’ve seen Jesus become the patron saint of a paper chase

I’ve seen wars justified by one verse of Amazing Grace

I’ve been face to face with the devil in the most sacred place

I’ve seen utopia for what it is;

a pipe dream

I’ve seen murderous minds scheme turnin' the world to a crime scene

Learnt that whether winter, spring, summer or fall

Empires will plummet and fall to the ground and crumble apart

So is it me or these Venetian blinds

That keep my mind laggin' like a week behind

Cause all this darkness is treatin' me like razorblades

And it’s no light all I see are days chasin' days

Sometimes it makes me wanna say «oh lord»

Sometimes it makes me wanna shout «oh lord»

Sometimes it makes me wanna scream «oh lord»

I’m sick and tired of these days chasin' days