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letra de radio - partners in crime

[verse 1: doc moj]
jump out, can’t take the stress no more
run out of home, can’t even rest no more
laying on the asphalt next to the night light
looking at the highlights of my life
can’t even fight right

on the sidewalk these girls in heels
they probably dressed to go to the club
one pulls out a phone
all these noises
why do i get a sense that they’re alone?

they start gathering and taking selfies
on the inside you could see they are saying help me
everybody looks the same poor or wealthy
with a box in their hand no difference in s-x or race
all wasting time

there is a crack of light in the sky
look again the gap closes
head flaming, feet feeling the coldest
and as a bonus, duties are onerous

in school they make you write poems son
express what when i don’t even know them hon’
depression is built into my modem
soul molding fold corners to be rounded
surrounded with the sound of countless attempts try not to be bounded

fall on my ass, this sh-t is making me grounded
f-ckin’ unknown has left me confounded
and since i’m not candid with myself
i start sewing the threads of all corners
growing horror and dread of becoming worthless or homeless
may h-ll rain upon us
we’re coping with it
hoping it’s going to help and guide us

lying to ourselves as a solace
trapped in the abstract packing my bags
i purposely detach myself before i could catch into other people’s cr-p
sometimes i wish life would give me a rematch

travel back to the first person that showed me the radio
he played it back to me. when i was just an embryo
in a later scenario, had a shelf full of books with a weird ratio
he couldn’t read the amount he wanted
‘cuz when he was 80 years old he passed away
from alzheimer’s
the old timer didn’t even remember me the slightest
probably should be told that i never said goodbye to him
people sent condolences but that’s all behind us
just minus the negativity and plus the kindness

this place looks beautiful in every single aspect
people see it make it look plain and plastered
from the second you were born delivered in a basket
got sh-t from every angle and placed in a casket
happy you won’t no longer be listening to the b-st-rds
‘cuz as the people start covering you with a plastic blanket
you’ll be thinking about all the things that never lasted
don’t beat yourself too badly, you are fantastic

if there is another side, hope there won’t be no traffic
‘cuz n0body will remember your death as being tragic
they’ll just remember how you were always keeping it classic

[chorus]
when you’re miles away from where you were born
out of place, away from home
when you feel lost ‘cuz you’re are on your own
just turn on your radio
dusting in place, back in your room
rusting away a portal to youth
something old to synchronize to
a way to bring back what used to be you

[verse 2: the communist]
i’m done being different
tired of acting the same as everyone else
i don’t care what anyone says
as long as i’m true to myself and my actions stand for who i am
i wanna be close to people around me
and feel like a bigger part of society
but nothing inside of me craves that reality
nothing says that i deserve to be happy

in company wanna to be left alone
the moment i leave, the feeling is gone
the choices i make, i made on my own
because i’m too worried to ask for support
i’ve made this my choice, i don’t need no help
i always agree with the voice in my head
i don’t think this a lot but i’m sure that i am
my own worst enemy, but only true friend

school is no different sitting in class not paying attention
it’s like i’m watching the seasons change through the window
convinced that my grades will not make a difference
i don’t wanna partic-p-te just hope that i’m passing
dressing up classy to feel less like the class clown
cracking some jokes to hide from the irony
that i’m the one silent when everyone’s laughing

nothing can possibly make me feel worse
i’m comforted knowing there is a lock on my door
swallowing shot after shot of this alcohol
hoping it takes the edge off (nope)

i’m tossing and turning ’til four in the morning
i’m mourning the choices i made long ago
the importance of which forced me down this road
all i got at this point is empty remorse
when did it get so difficult?
since went isn’t everything simple?
it feels just like yesterday i felt like a kid
and lived with my future ahead of me

childhood gone
confidence lost
game is over
radio broke

- partners in crime

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