CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Born

I never fit ya decorum normal to me is foreign
Along the way rainy days
We stash money for em
Egos collide and clash still we survive passed
Killed the vibe as time passes nothing really last
Dodging the plain coats playing ghost brain storm on train with the same folks
We riding on Noah's Ark guess we on the same boat
We still living so why should we fix it if it ain’t broke
The master orchestrator, pierce thru
My orbit straight up
Act out my crazy fantasies be back to normal later
Do we have to Whore ourselves to be famous? copulating with the corporate type decision makers
Missing pages our reality is pixelated
Leaving part of ourselves behind every time a pictures taken
I don’t selfie much I don’t like to see myself eat lunch
But I’m a post it anyhow cause I’m depressed as f**k
Never see me sweat make it seem like I’m lit
Get a slight boost inside when I see the likes and comments
Wear a disguised behind the veil of ambition and greed
Gut checks
That knuckle sandwich doesn’t make you bleed

Nowhere to run
Empty heart
Breaking your down
Days and night
It doesn’t change
No one to help
No one to blame
When the darkness starts to take your soul away