Lyrics Counter-Clockwise - Oddisee

You wear the face of strength
The armor of a tank
Keep ya' calm in a balmer's brink
Your eyes are another paint
I seen their true colors through your blinks
Fear not, I'm not here to exploit your chinks
More to reinforce 'em, from the forces sent to see you sink
Stay afloat, and stay a while, and take a break
All you hear is orders barking
Brick and mortar stopping walls and space
What a shame, becoming blame of roots, and no escape
Closing gates on fate like all mistakes are born in place
All it takes is pressing forth with form and grace
Forge a bomb with more than hate
Meet these words with open arms
And plant your feet, the planet shakes

Counter-clockwise, you're going in
While you make the same mistakes
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Eleven, ten, nine, eight
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Seven, six, five, four
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Three, two, one, twelve, -time

Let me in, let me closer
Let me hold on to what you can't composure
I'm no pushover, more like a boulder
Come test me and rest on my shoulders
I really mean it
I know you're the meanest to me 'cause I've seen your hold-ups
And you don't know trust, you only know bluffs
This world is so tough
Guess you're some kind of soldier
Hand on your holster, ready for, and is over
You ever pulled the trigger early and hurt me before I get the closure
I won't beat you to it
I ain't trying, I ain't lying, I'm just speaking truths
And you're implying that I'm hiding
I'm the mirror and all you see is you

Counter-clockwise, you're going in
While you make the same mistakes
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Eleven, ten, nine, eight
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Seven, six, five, four
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Three, two, one, twelve, -time

I ain't really wanna make calls much, don't talk on the phone but
You can hit me on the cordless, in the forefront, where I store us
On the tour bus, where the beat's loud
We can speak now, if you ain't then it's all hush
Quit acting like a loner, try growing up
We were young, when we thought the whole world would disown us
Now we own up to the spilled milk, and the real help is the go rough
When you show love, and it heal welts, sho 'nuff

You know I got your back (back, back)
And that's just speaking facts (facts, facts)
So when I keep it real (real, real)
It's not me you attack ('tack, 'tack)
But anger is your drive (drive, drive)
And that there ain't my map (map, map)
If fire's all you have (have, have)
The water meets your match

Counter-clockwise, you're going in
While you make the same mistakes
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Eleven, ten, nine, eight
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Seven, six, five, four
Counter-clockwise, you're going in
Three, two, one, twelve, -time