Mistel Marie - Corridor

And maybe one day I will find myself in Tokyo
Hiding out with all my friends in the the ever glow
We take a trip inside our heads somewhere you'll never know
I'll show respect but don't you bet that I will ever go
I'm filled with nonsense
Head is slightly twisted
Would you recommend an intervention for our mission
Just take a step back fam and rub the lamp and keep on wishin'
I break the lamp you start a rant blame me for what you're missing
Misery can parrish
Better than my parents
If blood is thicker tell me where the fuck is Ronald
Never mind that waste of time whose wasted all the time
My life is colorful while you're still living black and white
And all the runners they will keep on running through this race
While me and Neo, Morpheus and Trinity escape
I want to see you blossom head on down the rabbit hole
But not until you place your bet and play the cards you hold

Corridors of mindless people
Waiting for a pick me up
Stand in line until you rot or hit the lottery with luck
Blow it
Blow it
Take it back
You lost it all and that's a fact
Blow it
Blow it
Take it back
You lost it all now that's a rap

I'm starting to listen
I'm starting to vision
I shout out to that visionary Sinatra cause I'll be winning one day
Thank you for the inspiration I will pay it forward
Mental meditation hold on to it don't you lower
Cause low and behold the ones you know who always made it
We're fucked up so bad there birthday almost became belated
So don't you feel bad when they tell you you're not good enough
Or tell you you're not you because they don't know how to love
It's not your problem don't you ever try to fix it no
You try to pull them on the chair but still they kick it so
You'll have to learn to love from far away and don't look back
You can not help someone who will not help themselves fact
And this something I'll be teaching
No time for that preaching
When these hypocritical demons
Take a hold and give you a reason
To commit what they've been speaking
I would never stop believing but I'm so distracted from my path

Corridors of mindless people
Waiting for a pick me up
Stand in line until you rot or hit the lottery with luck
Blow it
Blow it
Take it back
You lost it all and that's a fact
Blow it
Blow it
Take it back
You lost it all now that's a rap

Written by:
Adam Wellington

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