Remix of "Ghostwriter" by RJD2. No copyright intended
Lyrics:
Some days I stare at cars passing by through the window seal
Sealed up inside feeling like I'm kinda minuscule
It's pitiful I pity fools, I'm the one being ridiculed
Ridiculed or not, not a thought I wont be into you
Cause I been thinking lately I been missing something greatly
And It's great see in the making I'm just tired sitting waiting
Guessing maybe these days will be brighter ahead
But every time I stand for truth I'm called liar instead
Lying in my bed nightmares talk but never do end
Hence why I never sleep, so they can never commence
A wise man once told me a story I'll never forget
I listened in close, here's what he said
ships sink a few from the shore so u better be set
When you see the finish line, you're about to regress
Would be best to keep on pushing when you want nothing less
Whether it's life, liberty, or the pursuit of happiness
kinda strange and might be lame I consider these things
Could be thoughts Taking over since I can't remember my dreams
So if I seem to be a bit, lost and puzzled
I wanna say thanks cause u caused my struggle
I don't mean to be mean, I just mean to be me
And to be me is to be mean till the mean can be freed
Till Y'ALL can see me I will DRAW the meaning
What it means to be me like my means to breathing
Cause when I breath I'm breeding thoughts I'm thinking
Think my watch is beeping but really What I mean see
Is These wheels are sinking off these tracks so freely
So excuse me if my Train of Thought gets lost in meaning
Still see them cars passing by through the window seal
Now Through reflections of glass that are mirroring you
It's pretty cool to view new perspectives and planes
As main plans flip your Directions can change
But Now I'm the driver, no longer the pedestrian
No longer just a writer, now I'm an experiment
My pyramid evolved, to whole new priorities
Priority # 1 revolved around me restoring sleep
So many sleepless nights staring up at the ceiling
One night I picked up a pen and gathered my feelings
And Ever since that night I guess I've felt okay
Making music myself, peels past pain away
Guess honestly you're onto me, got Pressure on top of me
My motive is a systematic psychiatric psychology
Society acts so violently, controlled by top wannabes
But Nobody is stopping me from dropping these monopolies
Nice! This is sick man :)
Thijs618 4 weeks ago
WOW !
KaratePigeonStudios 3 months ago