Ce: LinkiN ParK runaway
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why does it feel like night today?
something in here´s not right today.
why am i so uptight today?
paranoia´s all i got left
i don´t know what stressed me first
or how the pressure was fed
but i know just what it feels like
to have a voice in the back of my head
it´s like a face that i hold inside
a face that awakes when i close my eyes
a face watches every time i lie
a face that laughs every time i fall
(and watches everything)
so i know that when it´s time to sink or swim
that the face inside is hearing me
right underneath my skin
it´s like i´m paranoid lookin´ over my back
it´s like a whirlwind inside of my head
it´s like i can´t stop what i´m hearing within
it´s like the face inside is right beneath my skin
i know i´ve got a face in me
points out all my mistakes to me
you´ve got a face on the inside too and
your paranoia´s probably worse
i don´t know what set me off first but i know what i can´t stand
everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
i can´t add up to what you can but
everybody has a face that they hold inside
a face that awakes when i close my eyes
a face watches every time they lie
a face that laughs every time they fall
(and watches everything)
so you know that when it´s time to sink or swim
that the face inside is watching you too
right inside your skin
chorus
the face inside is right beneath your skin (3x)
the sun goes down
i feel the light betray me (repeat until end)
chorus (repeat until end)
- reading my eyes (xero demo)
the microphone molesta
the chevy undressed
stupid dope fresh tight shit resurrector
top gun man mod best of the besta
the living mc peace and resta
still tested the flexed gunna
the make funna the appisary make runna
make summa cold with rhymes that spit
get gifted, lifted, delinquent wit
i be the prophet, in my hand
top it, stop it, felt like rockin when i rock it
locked it down with this perverse verse
every fuckin curse i burst to hurt
room crowds physical fitness rhymes
coke heads couldn´t do my lines
decorated like christmas pines with italian rocks
mcs become silhouettes in shock
chorus:
reading my eyes will say it in many ways
losing my pride will save it in many days
hit the dirt
because the words i spit will do more than just rip your shirt
i´ll bitch slap your soul
track the track control
you coming at me?
you can´t hack it though
so ridiculous
watching my crew get sick of this
wickedness
pitchin this
lyrical brichisness
to crews and cliques
maiden, men, and mistresses
this is my life
the twilight, the fight night
and trying to see nothing but the highlights
when i write
these eyes on horizons
top of mike, start cries on to krylon
fire on, rude men telekinetically
as aterically beats become a clarity
feel averity´s heroism, and heracy
and severe every mc i see with neverity
chorus
why not
what a keep (3x)
why not give me what i came to deserve
why not give me what i came to believe (2x)
chorus