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letra de indie heights - brandon joyce

verse 1
i wish i could be like you, free-spirit
get up out of bed fearless see clearly
people get depressed when days seem dreary
what about you? what’s your theory?
where did you get your wisdom?
how did you find your rhythm?
how did you to bend your prison
bars and evade gunfire from prison guards?
ripping whatever your future was written on
there ain’t a star in the sky that you wish upon
you can be calm when inside is a riot
the sight of goliath inside of your iris
you’re far from childish
you’re imagination is still the wildest
you’d rather get lost out in the woods
on your own than misguided
your smiles infectious
you shine like sirius. check this
looking at you i would think you
sat down to a pancake breakfast
i swear you glow like you’re supernatural
living everyday with a minimal capital
minimalist who found her bliss
and what it means to exist

chorus
she knows it looks like she’s spinning
out of control
she feels like she’s finally digging
out of a hole
she sees light. she ignites
she takes off. she’s alright
she feels like she’s finally living
out on her own

verse 2
people you don’t even know anymore
they think they know you
they tell themselves that your lifestyle
is some crisis you’re going through
they try to count your money
no doubt they’ll count your kids
but never count a single f-ck
left that you have to give
you got the feeling inside of your stomach
you following even if n0body come with
sharpen the weapon this ain’t nothing decadent
you want that animal you have to hunt it
whether or not you believe you have
free will is inconsequential
you defined every line drawn on your palm
and now you record demos
you write about nature, careless behavior
and how we’re strangers
you write about purpose, and courage
and how our soul’s unnourished
you wrote that you fell into quicksand at first sight
never got back that first night
and found out what drowning hurts like

chorus

verse 3
she views herself as a p-sserby
to the crowds in line for a faster high
she don’t even look or bat an eye
she thrive without being patronized
she don’t live by the standards
of graduating from stanford
she raps her f-cking heart out
and doesn’t know all the answers
weaving her way through the weeds and the waves
in a populous bay with a bottomless grave
can’t be afraid to fight the current
the outcome is always uncertain
she might get beaten up but
she won’t get eatin’ up
she threw no punches back
but figured that she’d even up
by slaying stages
people say she’s becoming famous
the dream is not the cream
but to fly by the seat of her jeans
by her design, she climbs
up in the air and she doing it blind
she made the world she lives in
her intuition will keep her aligned

chorus

- brandon joyce

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