7. Calm Myself

Lucky… I… Am…

[1st verse]:
Look
Look it now what
Lucky came to intervene
It's a scene
It’s a whirl
It's your turn
It's opinionated
It’s vain

On a high horse with spurs
And blurred perception
I'm guessing it's the right thing
To learn a lesson
I'm thinking outside of my box
I've built around me
Wondering if I was wrong
And how I'm sounding
To most
I think I'm pretty close to satisfaction
While listening to Rolling Stones
Cherishing my laughter (haha)
I'm not too serious
Only namely that
In the realist sense
I don’t know where I’m at
(shit)

[Chorus]:
I'm trying to calm myself
Let go of some conceit
You know, lose a little ego
Smell the roses by my feet

I’m trying to calm myself (yeah)
Let go of some conceit
You know, lose a little ego (shit)
Smell the roses by my feet

[2nd verse]:
Incomplete, obsolete, delete
That's the fate of how the fellows come in weak
Have no feet
Just ambition
Inspire to speak
Waste of speech
Reach no one
Thickle fickle fan base
Show no love
No fan love for no ones in they eyes
Popularity contest try
Winning that one with no publicist
Double digi world tour
What the fuck you want to roll for
No one got your record in store
So back to the lab again
The lab again
Now what happened was a lack of exposure till you're older
Can't smell ya
It’s over, a failure
Promoters is nowhere in sight
When you want to touch the mics
It's over
Your career is colder than cadavers and bolder (on her bricks (?))
Winter night it's over with some Folgers
Wake up and smell the coffee
It's cocky but I'm telling the truth
Now get up off me, you're weak

[Chorus]:
I'm trying to calm myself
Let go of some conceit
Contradiction in my soul (yea)
Smell the roses by my feet

I'm trying to calm myself
Let go of some conceit (yea)
You know, lose a little ego
Smell the roses by my feet

Look it now what
Lucky came to intervene
It's a scene
It's a whirl
It's your turn
It's opinionated
It's vain

Look it now what
Lucky came to intervene
It's a scene
It's a whirl
It's your turn
It's opinionated
It's vain