Tsunami - Magnet

Everybody wanna play the victim
But they can't see their faults, they got Kaleido vision
They open the vault, they got the key to get in
Must have been my fault, I never seen the message
I've never seen you stressin
But I know that there's a deeper tone, a deeper lesson
One that can pose as stories coming close to ending
Coming close to ending
Cuz everybody wanna play the victim
But they can't see their faults, they got Kaleido vision
They open the vault, they got the key to get in
Must have been my fault, I never seen the message

I've never seen you stressin
About these young boys or old heads
They keep you guessing
Buying you new toys and chasing bread
I've seen you flexing
About your ulterior motives
Never catch a second, tell you bout all the exposure
It was something different
Keep my head down
With my head down, I can fly around
My dreams, they soar to different sounds
My dreams, they seem so different now
Without you in my bank account
Can't get you out my head though
Even though I fled to a different town, like

I don't really know what the fuck I should say to you
No I don't really know if the words that I speak are true
I don't really know what the fuck I should say to you
No I don't really know if

If this my dream
A lover's destiny just for me
The way you take responsibility
Through every action, you've caught me
And you've been free, but I don't think that there's
A reason to be you
A reason to be true
Things I would rather do
These things I would rather

Everybody wanna play the victim
But they can't see their faults, they got Kaleido vision
They open the vault, they got the key to get in
Must have been my fault, I never seen the message
I've never seen you stressin
But I know that there's a deeper tone, a deeper lesson
One that can pose as stories coming close to ending
Coming close to ending
Cuz everybody wanna play the victim
But they can't see their faults, they got Kaleido vision
They open the vault, they got the key to get in
Must have been my fault, I never seen the message
I've never seen you stressin
About these young boys or old heads
They keep you guessing
Buying you new toys and chasing bread
I've seen you flexing
About your ulterior motives
Never catch a second, tell you bout all the exposure
It was something different

Written by:
Garrison Nieves

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