we can't control. Why can't you get it through your head? You should feel like me. Cause when the world falls down you'll need me eventually. You should feel like me
We are nowhere and it's now And for a ten minute dream in the passenger's seat While the world was flying by You haven't been gone very long But it feels like
and it?s now You took a ten-minute dream in the passengers seat While the world it was flying by I haven?t been gone very long But it feels like a lifetime
: Feels like the end When you're closer to losing your dreams Than losing a friend Flying blind I'm shooting into the dark Who will I find Oh girl And
known when I bought into the dream so like your solid soul to leave me lost and stranded I blame myself and I blame the machines I?m flying blind I?m
was always A power I could feel It was guidance to tell me the way to go But nowadays I feel like can't hear that voice I've been flying blind
wanna touch what I can't feel I don't wanna look when I can't see Things are flying through my head All the fucking lies that I can't stand Someone wake me
be I'm screaming I'm the best till these rappers kill me Make the people feel me like the blind men do On your girl head so much like her favorite shampoo
There was always a power I could feel It was guidance to tell me the way to go But nowadays I feel like I can't hear that voice I've been flying blind
are nowhere and it's now In like a ten minute dream in the passenger's seat While the world was flying by I haven't been gone very long But it feels like
and its now. We are nowhere and its now. And like ten minute dream in the passenger seat While the world was flying by I haven?t been gone very long But it feels like
You listening to the most high like the Pope on dope Now picture that My poetry's deep now fish for that Only real niggas catch something, phoney niggas fail Shit you gotta feel like
Watching time go and feeling belief grow Rise above the obstacles. People beseech me but they will never teach me Things that I already know. (I know)
smoke, and get blinded by their lighters, 'Nasty Arts' ran my line evading cop cars, And we looked up to them like they were rock stars, Paint stained hands and fame like
I?m headless like Ichabod Crane is Or foreplayless sex is, which makes me saneless With no neck left to hang a chain with Which makes me necklace less like
up to get beat Punks jump up to get beat down So many tried to make me feel like an outcast Put me to the test, yo again I pass Check out the flying
me? You'l lose her in the turn. I'll get her! Panama, Panama Panama, Panama Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine. Got the feel for the wheel, keep