Somebody Else

V1
Yeah, im on a mission of perspective
Pondering the pond
Reflect on the reflections
Forever pensive, unlimited inventions
But never living up to my original intentions
Intervention, addicted to regret
A victim of regression to the habits i protect
No progression in perfection
Im guessin every day
Im steppin in directions but i never know the way
So i lay in the pages and float above the margins
And poke a couple brains with the face of an artist
Hard to quit the pill when it swallows with ease
Ill turn the mirror to myself and its not even me

Hook
And I feel so outside of myself
For what im worth hurts more than what it costs
For what its worth i make it work for the cause
And I feel like I'm somebody else
For what im worth hurts more than what it costs
For what its worth i make it work for the cause

V2
Daydream daily, drained from last night
Stained grey shady from my overcast life
Ill defend and attack then offend for a laugh
And ill lend you my pen but you better give it back
Yeah, i live in black, in an open-bar casket
A quest for the question but don't know how to ask it
No magic, its honed life practice
And after the show im gonna follow white rabbits
My psyches had it with mikey and his whys
Ill be writing till im dead or, maybe till im alive
Debating what i am while creating who ill be
Until the only phrase left is what the concrete reads
Am i lost? or am i on the off-beat?
Walking on the lines that define cross-streets
Sit on top of the world but get so down on myself
Think the man i wanna be would rather be someone else

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V3
And being myself is, the reason im like this
I wanna be liked n then I come off as lifeless so I
Put up a fight until i come into peace with
The people in the mirror as i pick up the pieces
But the feelings i fear, are becoming my weakness
I been keeping in it clear n im trying to push out the demons
But desires gettin heavy n its bendin my creases
Got some hunger at last and all i want is is to feed it
With a picture of my past in the form of a feature
But i spit into a verse and they turn into teachers
Hip hop is a feeling
Just stop what your being
Your delivery is off and you're not what you're seeing
So now I only speak from the heart in the soul
And hell hath no fury like man who went rogue
So im going for broke, before theres nothing to hope for
The man I didn't know, is a man I see no more

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