The noise inside my head

Keeps waking me

Then it tells me:

Remember ever so clearly

what your grampa said..

Wise words beyond your reality

It can be a gift if you let it

Or be your enemy

So be careful where you place that kind of energy….

it’s more dangerous to waste it

Become cold you see?

My eyes were closed, but now I see you ahead of me..

Trust me, the race will get tighter

You’ll gasp at the sound I speak..

Forged out of sleepless nights..

Holding my own heart and key..

 

Be careful who you judge

They might come back around you see

Fill your mouth with dust

Threaten you to the core you see

Cuz people like me suffer beyond your reality

So go back to your fake fairytale  party…

 

The noise inside my head

Keeps waking me

Sometimes I feel it’s a curse

Sometimes it’s the only thing that keeps me

From wanting to roll a carpet to the sky above

Avoid all this superficial reality..

But the thought of people like you moving on, motivates me

I want to see your head in the clouds

Mine on the ground, you see

Want you to speak less,

I beg of thee

Some of us were born to shine,

And if this was gattaca,

you’d be in a factory

If I ever saw you on the street

You wouldn’t come close to me..

 

Be careful who you judge

They might come back around you see

Fill your mouth with dust

Threaten you to the core you see

Cuz people like me suffer beyond your reality

So go back to your fake fairytale  party…