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lyrics
Chorus (Moltensky)
You’re different now or maybe it’s just me
Can’t forget the time you begged me to leave
Wandered in your shadow
Nippin at your feet
Verse 1 (.smallz.)
This is everything but the kitchen sink
Three-Six-Five since the last drink
Did a deep dive, in an eye blink
Since then, can’t seem to catch a wink
(I) put pressure to the pad, (the) ink starts to bleed
One person says it’s true, then Three more believe
Huh… so easy to deceive
When there’s limits to the lengths, that the naked eye sees
Why is life only defined by what we achieve?
Was this a seed planted, or a notion preconceived?
Do we only grieve, if emotion’s shown
Is a king only a king, ‘cause he sits upon a throne?
This another skipping stone, thrown, just for the hell of it
Irrelevant, even when you look at the intelligence
The evidence, is so obvious and clear as day
Swagger’s not something you say, rather something you display
Chorus (Moltensky)
You’re different now or maybe it’s just me
Can’t forget the time you begged me to leave
Verse 2 (.smallz.)
Time after time, the thought brings me back
What life was like as kids, and the innocence attached
Before we wore the masks, true self exposed
Inner light shined, no need for fake poses
Here, take these roses, you deserve to smell ‘em
When’s the next chance? There’s really no telling
So we yell it from the rooftops, speak it in the streets
No need to compromise, with originality
If you ever met defeat, and lived to see the next day
What did you really lose? Was it something that you gained?
Do you play the game to win? Is the game just here to play?
I don’t make a lot of rules, but I break ‘em all the same
You can take away the stage, but performers will perform
A need to create, without conforming to a norm
Any port in a storm, I’m a ship lost at sea
Waiting for the siren’s call, to carry me
Chorus (Moltensky)
You’re different now or maybe it’s just me
Can’t forget the time you begged me to leave
Wandered in your shadow
Nippin at your feet
Wandered in your shadow
Nippin at your feet
