| This Life Sorry to flood this place, but hope y'all like it!
"This Life"
Baby this life can surround you,
Take off its shoes, and show you the heel;
Stay close to the bathroom, cause you can lock the door.
But you can't stay scared.
You've gotta leave my house
And find somethin' else to do,
Because it's me, oh me, oh I've got a lot to learn
Before you start on me again,
And continue the trend,
'cause there's a lot of ways to grow;
But my eyes can see into your wounds
To find out if it's me who cut you there,
And it's me.
I believe if I try to stand up tall
It's an emotorcade; we laugh til we just fall.
But I still believe...
That most folks would rather be a friend
Who can stand up tall and play
In a ritual bonding and even consolation;
But it's free, free to me, you could even say,
I'm not walkin' no tightrope!
Hell, this feels like a highway,
Because it its, and if you just take a moment
To stop and think...
I believe it's my will to be seen
As a conscience-driven master of the mind,
But who am I kidding? Oh it's just a dream...
__________________ I would separate your attributes
And make them all holy ones
And sing you a song for each one
I do, I see, and I taste from inside
The way you come to me
Is like being pulled out to sea in riptide fashion |