Foggy Eyes - Verb T, Illinformed

Foggy Eyes - Verb T, Illinformed

Альбом
The Man with the Foggy Eyes
Год
2015
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
191440

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Foggy Eyes

Verb T, Illinformed

Yeah, yeah

Verb T

Illinformed

Ha (hey)

It’s the man with the foggy eyes

Yeah (you know)

Okay (you know, you know, you know, you know)

You know, you know)

Look

See I’m from a place that you know all too well

Where the cycle repeats and it hides the unique

Riding the conveyor belt around the gray town

Thought I wasn’t there, but then I found a way out

Don’t let the trends dress you up like a mannequin

Don’t just consume, mind state branded

In a matter of seconds, then it lasts a lot longer

Now your shoes gripping to the path a lot stronger

Gray smoke bellows from my eye sockets

I can’t see straight and can’t get my mind off it

So I try and put it down on these lines jotting

Then the ink hits the paper and it slides off it

Take time, walk away, reformulate

Feels sorta strange kinda like I’m reborn today

Each source of pain can be overcome

Hold your tongue, first you see a flash, then it’s over, son

The vapors still burning

Walking through the path with the danger still lurking

Twisting the plot and the page is still turning

They wanna know what happens next

I said the vapors still burning

Walking through the path with the danger still lurking

Twisting the plot and the page is still turning

They wanna know, wanna to know

I’m from another place that you ain’t been yet

Changing the course like a glitch, I’m a defect

A spanner in the works they’re imagining the hurt

While I’m feeling it, fuck yeah, I’m feeling it

We’re so deep in the heart, I nearly gave it up

Laying twisted up in a knot, so switch the caper up

I’m pounding the wall, there’s blood on the stone

I’m just burning at the soul, it’s like nothing you know

I’m begging it stop, I keep apologizing

There’s tears in my eyes, blood is leaking from the sinus

A sour taste, the man with the foggy eyes

Filling every page in my book to the bottom line

I’m from a lost and forgotten time

When the stand-up guys all keep dropping like

Dead comedians, they’re feeling it

You’re seeing it, they got you hooked, now they reel you in

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