Like it? i live in British Columbia, made when i was 13, Thank you
Lyrics:
verse 1 :
i look in the mirror and see what i want to be/
but then i look again and see what is reality/
a picture of the present and i notice isn't me/
because that kid named leonardo isn't what i see/
trying to be set free, when i trapped in these chains/
like little links strapping to my young veins/
a boy who all his life has been caught in the rain/
i walked in the showers, i've stung with the pain/
its always the same illness inside of my brain/
i try to stay strong with my brain and brawn/
but mr Dopeland seems to be dead and gone/
thats why i try and write my story in my songs/
but who knows maybe im completely wrong/
if i keep acting this, i know it wont be long/
till my story ends, even though it just begun/
so i grab my pen, till my life is sung.....
chorus:
Pieces of a broken mirror stuck in my fist/
shards of memories stuck in my heart/
mental laserarations from what life gives/
and these bruises left on my art/
stinging images scarred in my eyes/
leaving our souls inside this dark/
but leaving this young child wise/
yet it still tares his soul apart/
verse 2 :
I look at pictures of when i was in grade school/
i changed, looking better, but now im a damn fool/
i dont know if ive had it easy, has life been cruel/
remember the way i acted, well the way i use to/
now ive changed for the worst, and it aint a curse/
its the choices i made on this planet called earth/
ive had 2 roads since birth, which direction did i turn/
you know its only been lately that i have learned/
that this is not who i am or what i want/
i planned out my fate, this isnt in my plot/
i want to do what i need before this life stops/
so i cherish what i got and use it in my plan/
to follow my dreams and become a better man/
but theres so many temptations in my hands/
but i use the wisdom of my family/
and that brings out the true man in me/
chorus:
Pieces of a broken mirror stuck in my fist/
shards of memories stuck in my heart/
mental laserarations from what life gives/
and these bruises left on my art/
stinging images scarred in my eyes/
leaving our souls inside this dark/
but leaving this young child wise/
yet it still tares his soul apart/
YEAH NARDO ;)
briannetdherridge97 1 year ago 13
fuck this is the one i heard a while ago this is like the ill bill sounding shit sounds sorta like 2pac
jjjabberjaws 1 year ago 8