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letra de awakening - alex justice

[hook]
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everything is gone
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everyone is gone

[verse 1]
all that’s left are memories
i remember these days, they resemble me
’cause the one who speaks is actually
tryin’ to reach his destiny to rest in peace
speaking of the past, it’s that to me:
hallucinations. proovin’ patience accepting thee
suicidal thoughts lettin’ me guess
that necessity begets ingenuity
intuitively a new relation emerged
and with you a new utilization occured
while i move further, you help me with words
get lifted with herbs as soon as you get on my nerves
just to keep you calm, but this ain’t what you are
you keep me alarmed while you reach for the stars
from dawn ’til dusk you f-ck me up
this ain’t enough, roll another up but this ain’t enough

[hook 2]
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everything is gone
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everyone is gone

[verse 2]
a short glimpse now and then
causes an intense sense lasting hours
in which i transcend vowels, words and demands
demons, gods and power, all this ends
in a couple of seconds i’m back again
with questions, no one can ever answer them
so i p-ss the sin of not knowing
and stop asking for something grim i can’t hand in
back to where it belongs, act as if i do no wrongs
life will still go on and on and on
movin’ in circles of day and night
good and bad, hate to fight but love this life
pay the price for aiming high, shades will rise
infect your mind, so you decide
who am i? a vic or god? a piece of art?
it seems so odd to see the facade

[hook 3]
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everything is gone
from late to the mornin’
reminscing ’bout good old songs
i remember when we was ballin’
and now everyone is gone

[outro]
you decide how you gon’ ride
and you will rise if you realize
that time is nothing you p-ss by
just ease your life and free your mind

- alex justice

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