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letra de questions - write minded

(hey man, i just gotta say
that you people
have gotta be the strongest bunch of people i ever saw)

(the man next to you is your brother
and you’d d-mn well better treat each other that way
because if you don’t, then we blow the whole thing, but we’ve got it right there)

why would i?
why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?
why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?

i can picture sunsets
i couldn’t give one less
f-ck about the complex
this is not a contest
but if it was i’d be winning
’cause if it’s good i’ma get it
numb in my gums no dentist
run as i’m one with the gun on the hunt for the finish
never done, never dumb or diminished
lungs get shunned i’m a menace
hung on the fun of a minute
tongue come for the drum and the rhythm
hum with it ’til i’ve sung every sentence
wonder will i make it into riches
’cause to me it’s more than a business
more like a window into heaven
something like divine intervention
dive in my mind for progression
find somethin’ fine in the madness of the message
glide through the time that is mine for the bending
all these questions on my mind, yeah
taking time out of my day
i can’t let ’em run wild
gotta put ’em in a line, yeah
’til i find out what to say
we gonna be here for awhile
all these questions on my mind, yeah

why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?
for all these questions on my mind, yeah
why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?

sittin’ back lifted
thinkin’ about the past
chillin’ feelin’ cold as ice
’cause i’m glad i rolled the dice
bet on myself all the shows were light
in the beginning didn’t fold the nights
no one showed up to the open mic
no tickets sold, all alone, no hype
still i know i’d blow if i kept on going
if i kept on flowing in the zone at night
exposing my soul in every poem i’d write
set in motion the best moments in life
i treasure like gold, so i’m never letting go of this mic
i know what the lows are like
i know what it’s like to be broken
when ya hopeless with a rope in sight
floating too close to the light
just to cope, do the most, lose control
when you know you should slow ya roll
but you don’t, ’cause this roller coaster of emotion
ya whole life is an ongoing fight
but you’ve almost grown to like
being bipolar feelin’ both sides
is the reason that i might hold this mic
the reason i got the inspiration
to press my pen on pages
to step on stages
making the best out of depression
taking time out of my day
questioning myself, prayin’ one day we make it
all these questions on my mind, yeah
taking time out of my day
i can’t let ’em run wild
gotta put ’em in a line, yeah
’til i find out what to say
we gonna be here for awhile
all these questions on my mind, yeah

like why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?
for all these questions on my mind, yeah
why would i slide my high, why would i slide my high?

(hey)

- write minded

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