letra de look alive - witty
(hook)
stop the press, everything a mess
you can look alive, but you are not at rest
and i-ideas are flowing through your head
a million miles an hour while lying in your bed
a lucid life you never thought you’d lead
you’re working everyday?
are you working just to bleed?
i know, i know, i know, i know, i know
(verse)
sometimes i, don’t want to wake up
because dreams is what we’re made of
and we live in a world, where fake girls take fake drugs, make fake love
d-mn, where’s the real at? can’t tell me you can’t feel that
these layers that i peel back, now tell me is this real rap?
f-ck that, this is heart break. how much can take this heart take?
you love something just so much that, when it’s gone you feel your heart ache
no wait, i mean literally, f-ckin’ feel your heart ache
gl-ss full of vodka, just to drown away a hard day
d-mn, so we fell out of love
you see, you wanted him, and me, i wanted us
we would fight, and we would argue, when the fighting got tough
then when i make a line like that, they’d try to guess who was
but, what if i told you these lines didn’t mean sh-t?
would you get the same feel, from when you thought that it did?
like when a girl comes and tells you, that she wants to have kids
and then you f-ckin’ realize she never gave two sh-ts
(hook)
stop the press, everything a mess
you can look alive, but you are not at rest
and i-ideas are flowing through your head
a million miles an hour while lying in your bed
a lucid life you never thought you’d lead
you’re working everyday?
are you working just to bleed?
i know, i know, i know, i know, i know
(verse)
sometimes i try to act tough, the pain i feel is too much
and we live in a world, where girls just need to hide behind their makeup
i ain’t made of mils, these college bills are costin’ more than i make, huh?
so i lay in bed and ponder, when the f-ck these things will change up
what am i supposed to do, get two jobs to make it work?
well what’s minimum wage, is eight-fifty all i’m worth?
d-mn, well i guess that is status-quo
so all the rich are getting’ richer, while the poor man stays poor
and sh-t, i ain’t looking for material things
i want the love and the music, and the fans that it brings
so what the f-ck you looking for, do you want the same thing
or is your mind set on nice cars, and nice gold rings?
i try to bring things to light, that have been locked in my mind
i put my heart out on a platter, you can take what you find
it’s fine, you can take this song as me just b-tchin’
or you can take this as a lesson, let your ears really listen, and listen
(hook)
stop the press, everything a mess
you can look alive, but you are not at rest
and i-ideas are flowing through your head
a million miles an hour while lying in your bed
a lucid life you never thought you’d lead
you’re working everyday?
are you working just to bleed?
i know, i know, i know, i know, i know
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