Correction Paroles Blind Eyed (live) par Ren

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This lighter don’t work, no
No flame to spark my goal
My Nike’es laced in dirt, oh
I've ended up treading on my own soul

My headphones only working on the left side
But I try, to live the right life
My eyes wide, and I strive
To stop my demons gripping, ripping from the inside
This road is dark and I can’t find the batteries for my flashlight
I’m blind eyed and I’m tired

Wooooh-ooooh, Woooo, ahh
X3

These drugs don’t work
(da, da, da, di, daaah)
The pain it takes control
(da, ba, di, da, da, da, di, da, da, da, di)
A blood-stained shirt
(da, da, di, di, da da, di, di)
I feel like I’m always being chased by the devil

Oooooooooh
Go, go, go

I tried to talk but I can’t seem to get my spoken words right
And I t..t..t..t..t..t..try to keep my stutter light
And this life it can be sh*t right, cut you like a flick knife
Twist and make you sick right
An I think that
Maybe I’ll be better off alone
So I redirect the calls from my phone
I learned so many lessons from depression
But in essence I’m just wishing that these bad thoughts were gone

Wooooh-ooooh, Woooo, ahh
X3
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, nahh

Sometimes x 9

Sometimes I get these times when it’s like time works against me
In my mind I kind of mind yeah that my mind can torture me
But I rhyme ‘cause when I rhyme it’s like my rhymes can set me free
I shine so bright, I shine these times these rhymes come out of me
Sometimes I bleed, sometimes I crawl, sometimes I slip, sometimes I fall
Sometimes my back is up against the wall so hard that  the whole building could fall
Sometimes I bruise, sometimes I break
Sometimes I’m true, sometimes I’m fake
Sometimes I’m hoping for a moment when the floor would just start opening and swallow me for goodness sake
And I think I’m gonna break cause I ache and it’s bait I’m awake in a world full of pain superman no cape
I’m pressing the breaks but the breaks they break and I’m driving my universe into a lake
And the weight, the weight of the world don’t wait
We make mistakes, when it’s all at stake
We cook our cake we eat our cake
Sometimes no time for double takes but (That’s just the way life goes sometimes)
But I don’t want to end up in the gutter being battered by my troubles face down in the puddle where the sun don’t shine I’m coming and giving it back, upon the track and attacking ‘em Stacking up the beats like I did with this one I pack it in
And I’m praying, oh lord take this pain away

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