D. James - Ramble On Lyrics

Lyrics Ramble On - D. James




My vibe is off lately,
I'm feelin' gifted, might carry around a cross maybe
Though lately, I'm seein' everyone so happy, I'm thinkin' maybe
I shouldn't carry 'round these thoughts on the daily
Could be why I'm feelin' so crazy
My cortex driftin', while I'm just goin' one way but, hey
People talkin' crazy behind my back
The insecurity I pack, no back pack, look
People tellin' me to kill my self
Old friends I know, they been blockin' me
For a while I been down, psychologically
Don't even remember why
My time line so fucked up, chronologically
My fans been watchin', haters even so more closely
That's why I'm holding on to, my memories
Hopin' they remember me
Lowkey trembling, every time I see myself
Thinkin', "I don't belong"
Bad habits form, while I hit the bong
Writin' songs, playin' sing along
Lately I just dream along, maybe I shouldn't weep along
Lay my face in my pillow, as I cry for long, but not for long
Am I wrong 'cause, (Huh?), I'm subconscious with this shit?
Go for the target but I miss
Lookin' for the part of me who is, what I say I am
All I know is I'm so nauseous
Reminiscin' on times it wasn't all bad
But was it all that?
That's a question I have yet to answer
Wonder what the future will bring?
Wish I could see, I might closely peak
Tell me I'm at my peak, I break the scale
I can't fail, until they put me in jail
Circle 'round like a coaster, and I break the rail
Calm before the rain but it starts to hail
Will I prevail?
Hell...
Put the TEC to my neck, and hold my breath
I'm wishin' for a slow death at this point
I mean if I die, I can't lie, life is alright
But when I'm alone at night, I start to ramble on
Yeah, I start to ramble on
I start to ramble on
Yeah, shit, I start to ramble on
(Instrumental)
Ramblin' on non-stop
I think I might just drop dead
Drop dead
I'm light headed
The death threats is, gettin' old
But with time, it might go away
Go away
(Huh?)
I said
Ramblin' on non-stop
I think I might just drop dead
Drop dead
I'm light headed
The death threats is, gettin' old
But with time, it might go away
Might go away (Go away, go away)
(Ah-ha-ha)



Writer(s): Dylan Morales



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