paroles de chanson Close Your Eyes (f. Grieves, Geologic & Macklemore) [Deluxe Edition] - Cunninlynguists

Close your eyes
You will see

Cringed in the back of a van with no
Sleep
Trying to make a good impression with
My mic in my hand
I feel weathered, but feel like I've been
Driving forever
Showin' up to rock show or trying to
Hold myself together
I've been better, but all things pass
This life is taking everything away but
You're provided with your past
So fuck it--I stick to having dreams on
The road
But until this dream is done I'm gonna
Keep my eyes closed
And breathe, breathe when it snows
Breathe when I'm forced to live a life
With a person on a phone
Tied down to things I chose and fight
The parallel of love every time I gotta
Pack up and go and keep breathin'
Leave with the seasons
Breathe and let the blue lights hit me
On the stage when I am speaking

Cause after the show when the last
Star shines

I can make this all better when I close
My eyes

I'm in another zone where troubles
Gone
Where sisters home and my bro
Leaves that stuff alone

A place where life is easy for
Everybody else
I wish that Earth was Eden and I put
That on myself1

But we don't know it where we don't
Show it all
For life ain't protocol, under sky, over
Law

I'm in another space where all the food
Is good
And there's enough for everybody in
My neighborhood
Where all the grass is blue, where we

Don't know 'bout green1

Cause money ain't a thing I pinch
Myself it's not a dream1
Where human form and uniform are
Unicorn it seems
If I drew a horn in cuneiform it

Wouldn't mean a thing 1

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
You will see

Between climbing and finding it not
Worth it
Locked in a rhythm my timing is
Perfect
I'm so zoned out of my mind I spit
Verses blind
I think of home when I close my eyes
So done with the smokes and fries
Gas stations with clerks who never
Seen a Filipino in his life

Drinks I shouldn't drink, things I never
Write
Cities I never liked now it's like aight
Got merch table weirdos, bros who
Want to cypher
Girls who want to fuck, but not vice
Versa
My work is love no complaints I'm fine
Its been a long night can't wait to close
My eyes

I dream of an industry ego-less 2
And free from the modern chains with
These chains we're so deep in love
Manufacture buzz bought just to keep
Us up
Dreaming a publicist wasn't 2 G's a
Month
And where it's not about numbers and
Math
And I was content with really just a
Couple of fans
And my happiness wasn't relying on
Tours and a van
Band
With the front, front row stadium
Packed
And those that never gave me a
Chance I could throw it right back
And scream at them "Look at me now,
Look at me man"
Defeated myself as I ran circles
Around a track
Kept running and gunning gunning
Success in my path
Fuck being humble, humility is a step
In the past
I woke up and realized it was a dream
Wide awake in the rap game, but life
I'm asleep