Mike Posner - You Already Are (7-29-2016) lyrics
[Mike Posner - You Already Are 7-29-2016 lyrics]
Sometimes the truth don’t come
In a pretty melody sometimes it rains down
Like a thunderstorm in July
Making you ask, "How close can heaven get?"
Sometimes it rains down like a
Crash symbol under Kevin’s stick
Or a nasty strung under James Bone’s pick
A pretty note under Jacob Scesne’s lip
Or a blues riff, offa Ben’s fingertip
Or when Nate plays a funky lick
Oh shit just wanna take this in for a second
We weren’t promised this man
Wasn’t so long ago I was
Making beats in mom’s basement
Now I’m on the big stage
My haters can’t say shit!
What’s the difference between knowledge
And wisdom?
I looked at the newspaper, filled with
The names of crooks, liars, and schemers
And five years from now the
Newspaper will be filled with
The names of a new set of crooks, liars
And schemers
That’s why after we do the hit's I always
Take the time to put the guitar down
Because two hundred years from now
The words of this poem
Will be just as beautiful as they are now
Politics is to poetry, as
Knowledge is to wisdom
That’s the difference
And we just want a guy we can memorise
A lover who never lies
A million likes on Facebook
And a neighbourhood that’s been gentrified
We’re so busy taking the heart
And wrapping it up in a body
That’s beautiful and tanned and perfect
And wrapping the tanned body up in
Clothes that are stylish and expensive
And putting the tanned body
In stylish clothes inside
Of a car that makes our neighbour jealous
And putting the jealousy breeding
Car inside of a
Garage that makes our neighbours more jealous
And putting the garage inside of a house
That makes our neighbours more jealous
That we forget
We forget about the little heart
That’s inside of the body
That’s inside of the clothes
That’s inside of the car
Inside of the garage inside of the house
How’s your heart feel?
Mine’s been hurting lately
We’re walking into traffic
Playing Pokeman Go! Trying to score
We are killing ourselves
We would literally rather die than be bored
Sometimes the truth don’t come
In a pretty melody
And sometimes it’s not followed by cheers
I live how I want so I wanna live
And I give you what you need so in time
You want what I give
We’re running around tryna get perfect
Perfect school, perfect job
But it’s not that far
The first step to getting perfect
Is realising you already are
In a pretty melody sometimes it rains down
Like a thunderstorm in July
Making you ask, "How close can heaven get?"
Sometimes it rains down like a
Crash symbol under Kevin’s stick
Or a nasty strung under James Bone’s pick
A pretty note under Jacob Scesne’s lip
Or a blues riff, offa Ben’s fingertip
Or when Nate plays a funky lick
Oh shit just wanna take this in for a second
We weren’t promised this man
Wasn’t so long ago I was
Making beats in mom’s basement
Now I’m on the big stage
My haters can’t say shit!
What’s the difference between knowledge
And wisdom?
I looked at the newspaper, filled with
The names of crooks, liars, and schemers
And five years from now the
Newspaper will be filled with
The names of a new set of crooks, liars
And schemers
That’s why after we do the hit's I always
Take the time to put the guitar down
Because two hundred years from now
The words of this poem
Will be just as beautiful as they are now
Politics is to poetry, as
Knowledge is to wisdom
That’s the difference
And we just want a guy we can memorise
A lover who never lies
A million likes on Facebook
And a neighbourhood that’s been gentrified
We’re so busy taking the heart
And wrapping it up in a body
That’s beautiful and tanned and perfect
And wrapping the tanned body up in
Clothes that are stylish and expensive
And putting the tanned body
In stylish clothes inside
Of a car that makes our neighbour jealous
And putting the jealousy breeding
Car inside of a
Garage that makes our neighbours more jealous
And putting the garage inside of a house
That makes our neighbours more jealous
That we forget
We forget about the little heart
That’s inside of the body
That’s inside of the clothes
That’s inside of the car
Inside of the garage inside of the house
How’s your heart feel?
Mine’s been hurting lately
We’re walking into traffic
Playing Pokeman Go! Trying to score
We are killing ourselves
We would literally rather die than be bored
Sometimes the truth don’t come
In a pretty melody
And sometimes it’s not followed by cheers
I live how I want so I wanna live
And I give you what you need so in time
You want what I give
We’re running around tryna get perfect
Perfect school, perfect job
But it’s not that far
The first step to getting perfect
Is realising you already are