Emile Haynie - Familiar Faces lyrics

[Hook] [Sample of Gary Jules's song 'Mad World'] "All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow" [Verse One] They say don't put off tomorrow what you could finish today (I say) The rest of your life's only seconds away (I rate) Success of a life by decisions we make (I hate) The fact that they judge every step we take (I can't) Wait for the Lord, Revelation's my fate (I paint) Pictures with words, fuchsia, teals and greys (I shine) Hot as the sun you can feel my rays No wait you can feel my rage I'm burning inside, nobody can speak my language We all wanna be different, but we doing the same sh** Wear the same clothes, same chains, same cars Got the same goals, wanna be the same stars Same heart break, we carry the same scars I carry the same scars And when you finally made it, it's no real friends, just smiling faces [Hook] [Verse Two] Does it start on our birth day? Half of us wasn't planned in the first place Other half of us was given everything they got There you have it, the have and the have-nots I was born on a black spot My life's a plane this song is the black box Put it on, heed it In the final five minute's of a genius the world will never see it Never believe it It's in our palms but we can't seize it Within our reach but we don't reach it Don't tell me that I can't be it I haven't won till it ain't even I ain't leaving till I ain't breathing No apologies, no tears No emotions, no fears Look at my face you can't even see the years But carved in the tree are the words "I was here" [Hook] [Verse Three] No one can tell you what you oughta be (My) My silent thoughts are heard audibly (It's) It's like people don't have to talk to me Their body language speaks louder just when they crossing me Brushing me, bumping me, touching me, I can feel their energy Hating me, loving me, c**aine and Hennessy Mix it with ego's, music, models and industry It's hard to separate reality from fantasy So does it matter if I'm here or not? If no one's around, could you hear the shot? Would my father miss me, you think a tear would drop? And would the world stop spinning and the clock stop? I think not [Hook]