Brandon Joyce - Indie Heights lyrics

Verse 1 I wish I could be like you, free-spirit Get up out of bed fearless see clearly People get depressed when days seem dreary What about you? What's your theory? Where did you get your wisdom? How did you find your rhythm? How did you to bend your prison Bars and evade gunfire from prison guards? Ripping whatever your future was written on There ain't a star in the sky that you wish upon You can be calm when inside is a riot The sight of Goliath inside of your iris You're far from childish You're imagination is still the wildest You'd rather get lost out in the woods On your own than misguided Your smiles infectious You shine like Sirius. Check this Looking at you I would think you Sat down to a pancake breakfast I swear you glow like you're supernatural Living everyday with a minimal capital Minimalist who found her bliss And what it means to exist Chorus She knows it looks like she's spinning Out of control She feels like she's finally digging Out of a hole She sees light. She ignites She takes off. She's alright She feels like she's finally living Out on her own Verse 2 People you don't even know anymore They think they know you They tell themselves that your lifestyle Is some crisis you're going through They try to count your money No doubt they'll count your kids But never count a single f** Left that you have to give You got the feeling inside of your stomach You following even if nobody come with Sharpen the weapon this ain't nothing decadent You want that animal you have to hunt it Whether or not you believe you have Free will is inconsequential You defined every line drawn on your palm And now you record demos You write about nature, careless behavior And how we're strangers You write about purpose, and courage And how our soul's unnourished You wrote that you fell into quicksand at first sight Never got back that first night And found out what drowning hurts like Chorus Verse 3 She views herself as a pa**erby To the crowds in line for a faster high She don't even look or bat an eye She thrive without being patronized She don't live by the standards Of graduating from Stanford She raps her f**ing heart out And doesn't know all the answers Weaving her way through the weeds and the waves In a populous bay with a bottomless grave Can't be afraid to fight the current The outcome is always uncertain She might get beaten up but She won't get eatin' up She threw no punches back But figured that she'd even up By slaying stages People say she's becoming famous The dream is not the cream But to fly by the seat of her jeans By her design, she climbs Up in the air and she doing it blind She made the world she lives in Her intuition will keep her aligned Chorus