Sadistik, Kristoff Krane, Eyedea, Bodi, Cas One - Savior Self lyrics

[Sadistik, Kristoff Krane, Eyedea, Bodi, Cas One - Savior Self lyrics]

This one's for the vices
The advice I never took
Those stairways I mistook for
Pages in my notebook
Those old cold looks that grab
Ahold of soul and shook
Hold my head up while I hold
Your hand and write my book oh look
That crooked little window got some blinds
I never pull em down though
They see straight inside
It's like we changed minds
Still stand in the middle
Don't know how I keep it
I used to keep it always
Touch hands with ghosts and still
Walk through these hallways
Keep myself sane with the music
On the long days seasons still change
I keep a piece of them always
Faces rearrange


They just memories in a crawlspace
They wanna walk the shoes but never
Learned to tie the lace
Although beauty's all around me
It's so easy to feel like I'm still drowning
Hey, set sail for the shore now Dead nails
Bet we could learn another
Lesson if we exhale!

They say the dead never speak
Maybe I don't listen
To the sweet nothings in the
Crazy world I live in
I'm in a flush grey Seattle on Monday
As the sun rays chase the shadows up hills
With a child-like sentiment
Catch me if you can it's
A fight flight rhetoric
Dancing on command till the
Night's light's setting in
Fancy what you have
It's the zeitgeist yet again
In hindsight to find my cause
Of death I chased my
Dreams then I lost my breath - get it?
Am I clever with the words? Does it really
Really matter when you're entering a hearse?
Look, I'm alone in a coma
From the methadone searching for
A saint that was frozen in a bed of snow
And then I'll excavate the set of
Bones, easy come, easy go
Better late than never though
Here we go again
We can call it my defeat when my tongue is
In my cheek for a solid ninety weeks
Swallow pride and grief, it was
All I really had
Just so I can understand that is
All that I can be
And from a bird's-eye view
Sixteen shots and I'll earn my dues
Sixteen shots and the world I knew is
A resting plot for the kerbside blues
I see a city trapped in amber full of
All the joy and the misery that's captured
Bright lights emitting in a pattern by the
Fireflies like a symphony of lanterns

Time to hit the road again
To get your soul again to lay the bricks
Pave it all and make some golden skin
A little alchemist bones made aluminum
Castle nine clouds
Dreams found a way to ruin 'em
Back to the basics, laugh with a facelift
Trapped in the glass seek a
Crack that'll make it
Fade into black before the demons attack
And it'll all fall down just
To build it back up back to the wall as you
Crawl through the dust
That's love, that's trust
That's what you gotta do
When the only one to prove it to is you
And you love it but you hate it and
You made it on it on your own
And wouldn't trade it for a
Thing until you're home
Inhale, exhale, prevail
Beauty all around even when we fail
My holy grail is an empty cup
But enough to keep me going
So drink drink it up

That changes the whole scene
Back breaking and no brain
You call it a lack of sleep
I call it God's coke- caine sugar
I'm eye to eye with what you're looking for
Street smart, poison as a book worm
I took turns trying to heal
I look like I learned how to die when
I fake a couple lies just to feel
You took a breath and give power to powder
Now life leaving your eyes looks like
A fish pulled out the water
It might be in disguise as
The highest I can try or your perfect lips
But don't lie to yourself if
Death ain't crawling towards fall apart
My windows are all walls and doors
It always seems simple when it's wearing
The mask of small chore
I'll force me onto me again
From sea to shining sea I'll always drown
In salt to keep my friends
Weekends end and morning sick leaves my skin
I've always been good with what was
Happening since I was kid
Can you dig? You get the same off every hit
But, you keep the light till your
Hunger pains to feed your fix

Give me the thumbs up, or middle finger
On a scale from one to ten
I'm a good dad but better sister
It's so hard for you to get the clue
Knowing your dream catcher
Will never catch the pitch you threw
If you knew better you prepare for the worst
Either the worst gets the best of me
Or the rest of me gets better first
It's all the same capillaries closes down
Crushing veins
The blood could never make it out
Catch the fairy with the feather in your cap
You gon pay a pretty penny for
That pleasure in your lap
The cat purrs with the promise that acts
Like an actor who was always
Better in the past
You got a chip on your shoulder, so it's cold
Could have jumped hot springs
But instead waited for winter snow
So now we're all walking down the same road
In the same pair of shoes
Ready to get back home!

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