eesaa - SWINGOFTHINGS

Wonderful wonderings
Tumble down tumbling
Tumultuous rumbling
Rubbish and unsettling
Settle down my energy
Energize ever green
Center peace set up please
Excited for the never seen
Sad days in remembering
Remembrance of every deed
Reminisce in every eve
Tell a tale for sympathy
Tell it all a page to read
Secret garden planting seeds
Nestled in my crevices
Corners for the incomplete
A menace to society
Mindful penitentiary
Partial for the sinning me
Set free for the fallacies
The devil tries to throw at me
Educated casualties
Run away from casually
In my head forgot to breath
Elevated views for the loss to seek
Run away and flee a wolf in clothing sheep
I've been on my knees its been humbling
The pastor preach
Its always been my pride thats been troubling

I double speak, the confidence I try to be
Its been I myself and only me
A conceded regime
I chase the light for dark in me
I'm thankful for the guidence
But therapy in the now
For how society is to me
Systems in a big machine
This is different cant you see
To give a fuck, or keep it all for me
Its always been the old that keeps
Me from the better things
It's obvious when I spill
I need discernment when I'm telling tea
When I miss the green, I need adjusting swing
Been here before I'm mastering
I give it all until the last in me
I know that I'm chosen
This time I'm finally choosing me
I do it happily
For all the bad I turn my face for
A slap at cheek

My breath an investment
Payment interesting
Keep me around
Show me perfection
White what I dress in
Soul being found
My resurrection
I'm hanging I'm pleasant
Out of my chest wind
What are you doing
I tellem relaxing

I sit in the pews
For anti depression
Vice in detection
I give them a gift
Like all of my presents
A season for dressing
Im playing the part
Are there any questions
Kidding to professor
I think he grew up
He learned a few lessons
Heat and some pressure

My breath an investment
My payment interesting
They keep me around
and show me perfection
White what I dress in
My soul being found
My resurrection
I'm hanging I'm pleasant
Out of my chest wind
What are you doing
I tellem relaxing

I sit in the pews
For anti depression
Vices in detection
Give them a gift
Like all of my presents
A season for dressing
Im playing the part
Are there any questions
Kidding to professor
I think he grew up
He learned a few lessons
Heat and some pressure

Heat and some pressure

Written by:
Issa Grimes

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