@migu music@

6.45 in the morning in december

I＇m waiting for the dawning of the sunlight and remember

Your slender, fragile figure asleep beside me

You shivered and weeped as idly in your sleep as when you lied

We could start things all over from scratch

And put it all behind us, move it outside and close the blinders

But it doesn＇t work that way, you can＇t erase an emotion

Placing a notion like that might seem hard like facing an ocean

Of cold facts, keep tripping over your own tracks

When you feel like a derailed train hit with a poll tax

More wax than in a female flame, that candle

So much funky sh*t inside my brain i can＇t handle

The experience was shattering, the beating and the battering

Were not too flattering, i had to take the matter into

My own hands, my scattering programmes

Were gathering romance, and i had her in slow jams

Then it broke across the table your eyes are wandering

I＇m unable to see straight, the world is distorted, unstable

My lifeline inside this microphone cable

Barricade and barrage it with another mad fable for

Jezebel who burned me like the fires in hell

I couldn＇t tell if you fell into my arms like a bell or a treasure

Felt too much to even measure

Too much pleasure made me forget all about the pain

To sustain the hurt you can no longer avert

Stay alert and avoid everything you can＇t trust

Dust-to-dust, dirt-to-dirt is what you must

Face like the facts, happiness turns to rust again

Bust and broken, torn apart like a token

See the fire and the smoke, but you don＇t know who＇s smoking

Or revoking, drying up the pillow that was soaking in tears

What if the smoke clears from fears never spoken out loud?

Can＇t even speak to you, my head is bowed

Never vowed, but assumed and hoped for too much

Constant touch, now getting nothing of the such

The only love that i now cling to is the mic that i clutch

Step back, back, front, side to side

Step back, back, front, side to side

Step back, back, front, side to side

Side to side, side to side

Try smiling when the sleet beats you

When your feet speed through the street

See through the people when they greet you

I need an EQ, my voice is echoing the deep blue around me

With no one to speak to

Yo! it＇s me, dude, how you been?

Trying to re-fuel

For sure, it＇s only the second week you alone right?

But yo, read this article in GQ and it said

When a girl leaves you, they make it seem cruel

But be true to yourself, and you＇ll find a new queen too

Take it easy, man

Yeah

It＇s been cool

Dear god let this keen fool find himself atleast two

Meters of rope and a green stool

I proceed to the next corner, i＇m vexed, torn when i meet you

But not for long, you always seem to stop the wrong

Kind of deep feud, we＇re at a table holding teaspoons

It＇s awkward, guess it＇ll ease soon

How＇s the band and all? told you we＇d release new

Material in may, turn away, adjust my seat, move to say

I＇d like my records back now and leave soon

Don＇t ask if i＇ll be ok, i will if i need to