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(One pill makes you larger)
 (And one pill makes you small)
 (And the ones that mother gives you)
 (Don't do anything at all)
 I take one in the morning when I wake up
 To make up for the lack of ambition in my mind about to break up
 It only takes one to feel alive, and one to die
 They say I'm falling off the cliff, nah, I wanna dive
 It's just a cycle
 Repetitive and frightful
 They all live the same and I'm looking like a psycho
 That might fold, I might though
 It's true you can be right so
 I don't give a fuck I'm just awake to be insightful
 Call me disconnected, But I'm closer to what's real
 Telling me who I am, Disregarding how I feel
 The music takes shape and the colors blend through
 No, Nobody understands what I've been through
 They're not meant to or mental, All of us are stencils
 Copied more times than a bootleg rental
 The truth of the matter is the truth doesn't matter
 We're just looking for a way to get used to the pattern
 I'm a product of my living, a product of the world at large
 So why am I feeling like we've only ever grown apart
 Nothing seems to be in touch with what I've seen in me
 The scenery is evidence I'm never where I mean to be
 It pours when it rains, but I'm poor and entertained
 By the thought that all these drops together wash away the stains
 When the contents never change, no stopping it to blame
 The impostor in my brain so I'm walking in restraints
 I'm a rocket not a plane watch me rock it all the same
 From the cockpit i'mma drop it 'til I'm lost in all the fame
 Self-destruction on a track kamikaze with a coffee
 Buzzing autobot, Optimus, Scuare Ex-Machina, Roll out
 Yeah I'm tripping on a foolish dream
 Feeling pretty comfortable, ain't nothing you can do for me
 I'm systematic, I'll throw my whole system at it
 Hold me to these methods, I accept it like it's Hippocratic
 Whould've, could've, shit'll happen
 Fuck it i'mma still be passing all these other cats that make a living on a little rapping
 I don't need to be attached to all this plastic
 I just wanna find a key that lets me see the everlasting
 Sublime is just a picture on the wall until you feel it
 And my rhymes are just a vision of it all through one spirit
 It's like a puzzle, pieces left severed
 It only takes one pill to put the pieces back together
 

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Duration
01:49
Key
6
Tempo
100 BPM

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