locked out
Hey i wanna talk and walk
But life’s a ticking tock
Kinda feel like im in a writer’s block
But instead i kinda feel like my memory’s been locked away
As this ship tries to rock away from the dock
I wish i could- STOP.
Alright cool down stop the freak out.
Even if i wanna scream and shout
With out a doubt shits getting real right now
Kinda feeling like getting called out but somehow gotta keep moving
Gotta keepa grooving even if the looks i get are disapproving
Ignoring the whispers and keep improving refuse to keep losing
No matter how harsh the words sting gotta keep up my swing
No i aint no king with a diamond ring but theres more i can bring
Cause life’s held together with string so makes some wings
During which i gotta think. I cant keep drinking my life away
Cant keep eating cake when im teetering on the brink cant let it sink
Gotta rethink this approach gotta get back control before im alone
Get in the zone, work down to the bone, Nothing set in stone
Cant moan and groan all day long, gotta be strong
Pretends nothings wrong as i sing some songs
I am where i belong-....
Hehe yeah right. Cant keep up rhyming as time keeps ticking
So lets be frank and honest here it feels like im spilt in pieces and constantly shifting gear
Cant lenger here gotta keep up moving over there
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