Scuare - These Words lyrics

These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real
These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real

Every little thought that I
Had through the day
To the dreams that are born
Till they're passing away
Till the death and resurrection
Of a question or a lesson
That I happen to hate
And I know that the time I've blown
Gonna break me down by the time I'm grown
I see through people's eyes
Like they were mine but I only vibe alone
It's about the thoughts at mind
I try to stay blind to what they say
I mean what they think
I mean fuck their wave
I mean heart just sinking from display
I miss a summer day when winter's
Nights have gone my way
But nothing plays a vital role in
Clearing up a somber haze

So I say shit, like I'ma get
It back to the basics, basics
But the patience wanes when I face the
Face the fact, fact that I lack foundation
So I say shit, like I don't
Give a fuck, I hate this, hate this
But, I can't live with the taste
In, taste in my mouth, mouth
For the time, time I've wasted

These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real

People that say that I can't do shit, well
I wish they existed i spit to pass time, I
Ain't pissed at anybody yet
So unless I'm distant
I just been sittin', waitin'
Wishin' hate was givin' out
Wait I'm missing the point
What I mean is I want to affect someone
In a way that's bigger than noise
I'll get 'em annoyed if they want me to
'Cause, I'm running through my
Past and nothing's proved
I'll last for the five seconds
By the time I'm gone from
Right in front of you
When I'm buried in the dirt
With a poor man's legacy
With my memories on destiny is to
Be formed into an effigy

So I say shit, like I'ma get
It back to the basics, basics
But the patience wanes when I face the
Face the fact, fact that I lack foundation
So I say shit, like I don't
Give a fuck, I hate this, hate this
But, I can't live with the taste
In, taste in my mouth, mouth
For the time, time I've wasted

These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real

Time that I've spent tryna make this work
No better way to spend days on earth
Melody ring, ring praise on her
Sunny day plays way rays on were
But, I stay somber, don't know why
Keep an eye out for them unknown lies
Let one go by or some go high
Run that, done that, fun gon' die
But, it's funny how
Can't ever stop from running down
I'm letting insecurities interfere with
Trust and purity it appears I lack maturity
My peers progression worries me

So I say shit, like I'ma get
It back to the basics, basics
But the patience wanes when I face the
Face the fact, fact that I lack foundation
So I say shit, like I don't
Give a fuck, I hate this, hate this
But, I can't live with the taste
In, taste in my mouth, mouth
For the time, time I've wasted

These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real
These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real
These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real
These words are easy
It's fun for mere deflection
A reflection of reality
Scribbled across perfection
These words are me
Well at least they used to be
I guess they're usually just what I feel
And what I deal with what is real