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letra de eyes closed - thomas prime

verse 1: vessel
trying to keep it together but it’s hard like old velcro
papa’s locked up again but mama’s doing well though
i hope i make it to heaven but who the h-ll knows
why is it so hard to feel alive when you’re dead broke
still sipping from a poison well
finding new ways to destroy myself
chasing goals til the soles in my shoes gone
you left me hanging guess i never took the noose off
i see better with my eyes closed trying to juggle life, unicycling tight rope
hustling by taking my time as i die slow
never had a ghost riding only for a rhyme coach
down to my last stake with high hopes
watched it run free too afraid to take my chains off
they sing along cuz it’s all just the same song
my family tree was mutilated with chainsaws
life’s sucks in on your own too and stay strong
and thank god

hook
i look closer with my eyes closed
(x2)

verse 2: windchill
1, 2, 1, 2, here we go, 1, 2, yo
why in the world am i still holding this mic (for the love)
cuz most of ya’ll not holding it right
fighting down on my mouthpiece, trying to right my wrongs
as i write this song the word appeared
you can’t touch what you can’t see or be what you can’t dream
the closer that i look in the mirror, “d-mn is that me?”
with the gray hairs and the tears on the cheek
i just hope that i can make it to the end of the week (lord please)
heartbreaking staying strong for my son
and just like that, blessed with another one
yo, why in the world do i deserve this?
deserve another sign can’t help but feel nervous
look into their eyes, can’t help but feel purpose
all this hard work, they make it all worth it
instead of feeling worthless, i drop verses
always ask why and always keep searching

hook
i look closer with my eyes closed
(x2)

verse 3: apollo’s sun
i’m sick of all the questions everlasting in my head
sometimes i feel the world would be a better place if i was dead
back accused walk around feeling sad and bruised
this a b-tch maybe i need to switch my the att-tude
and all the shattered bruised, put on simpatico in fact
i cut em down to size with a knife into my back
check it, i leave em scarred and blind, you want a bar to find
put all the habits traders, bark it out in harder times
while k!lling all the dreams not making em go further
cut a knife up to the neck of life i know i’m gonna hurt em
what can make a man a murderer, disservice to this earth
is it nurture or is it in his nature from his birth?
yo, is this a vocal booth, is it the truth?
cuz when i look around the globe i only see a pattered view
where the flowers bloom without a moon another hour’s past
without the answers to the questions that i ask
look closer, peace

hook
i look closer with my eyes closed
(x2)

- thomas prime

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