Fall Guy

[Turntablism]
Sometimes we all feel sad
Sometimes everything we do seems to go wrong
We all have times like this, music does too
Did you ever try putting your sad feelings into music?
Listen

[Verse 1]
Against my will, I’m immersed in it
There must be something more or less to it
Because heartbreak alone won’t do it
If it’s peace that you’re looking for, there’s the door
But if it’s war that you’re looking for, say no more
Except on what does my solace depend
When my life is trend, making amends, ex-girlfriends
No escape plus no defence, no elixir
That made being broke seem just a little richer
My psyche depicts a picture, a goddess
Sinful beauty, petite, serene and modest
Sly sinister, she might make me a novice
Clutching a dagger she holds close to her bodice
Itchy on the trigger division to all of you
Paranoid delusion, just another flaw for me to saw through
I’ve lost all virtue, way past curfew
Peeps got their lives worked out, they fear bird flu
It’s lonely, and it’s killing me slowly
Oh, if only we had the closure
To take charge properly
Identify whatever’s stopping me
And honestly, what monopolise my philosophy
Commonly taken as confident
Bravely mistaken as a resolute adaption of monuments
But how the fuck can you be free in your mind
When deep down you be scared of death and being alive

[Verse 2]
Encore, feel as if I been he before
No sleep, presented with a familiar door
Low key, do I dare approach the stairway
Beyond evermore, step towards dawn
Still stubborn after all these years and no movement
Humour after all these tears to go through it
Glued to a place in the moment
Paralysed by all these fears and won’t do it
Stupid
What they must think when I’m not around
Silly boy, face fit for the clown
So I stick to the ground, create my illusions
Occasionally artful in states of confusion
Occasionally painful, it’s hateful, it’s beautiful
It hates you, it loves you
It paints you, it smothers you
It all tastes terrible, it’s all chemical
Love reaction? Grateful for the interaction
Could be sitting here for decades it seems
Ready to not quite fall apart at the seams
Envious of the landscape as it bleeds
Waking life hardly can escape from the dreams
Life exists now in the rap paper you read
The grace of a tree, and the shape of its leaves
The face of a demon and the mind of a child
The apple of your motherfucking eye
The fall guy

[Verse 3]
How can we succeed if we never receive the criteria
Turn blind to those with eyes tearing up
And fail to address the fault that’s right here in us
So quick to judge, so twisted
In the pursuit of love, we found distance
So we diss kids for living different
Alienate humanity for what it is