NOTHING IN SIGHT
Chorus 2x
Ridin through this life is a tunnel at night, only one way to go but struggle to see the light
Stay lookin in the review something ain't right its like im headin for a dead end with nothing in sight
Verse 1
Straight out the basement, cigarettes broken in half from blazin, empty liqour bottles all over the place and, dusty books layin on the floor by the radiator, ancient philosophy, meditation, masons, francis bacon, ghostwritin shakespeare plays, speculations then im hit by a little sun ray through the window by the corner of the drapes and , then i open my mind to the world (yeah its been a while)
So i can see it clear yeah it's funny how these days pa** fast without me even noticin how long time i've been in here
But i dont even care i like the blinds closed, people outside are blinded by the fine clothes, sparklin diamonds and fine hoes, tv screens mind controllin shows slowly k**in our globe
Is the world crazy or have i maybe
Just fallen back in to my destructive ways lately?
Yeah i hate it but i love it at the same time no responsibilities just me and this baseline
Chorus 2x
Ridin through this life is a tunnel at night, only one way to go but struggle to see the light
Stay lookin in the review somethin ain't right its like im headin for dead end with nothin in sight
Verse 2
Most of my people tryna reach the tree top loft, but without the right recourses we fall short, that's like catching leaves in the autum on a windy day watchin em slowly blow away, feelin rage
The more i read the more it hurts the more i see the more i search but the more i believe the more i curse
The less i know the less i live but the less i get the only thing im left here with is less to give, tryna build a circle of trust around the people that i love surrounded in lust and they say the snakes i'll show when the gra** is cut but so what then it just grows back up wtf** i sleep back to back with my problems scared of facin em dealin with em through replacin em simply by new ones stack em on eachother
Wishin i could trade em for money but happines is not of any materialistic form i can touch
It lies within the abstract beyond what i can clutch
See on the Inside my body need new transportation my engine is fried and im
Chrous 2x