Yak Ballz - Blind Faith lyrics
[Yak Ballz - Blind Faith lyrics]
Coming into my own with blind faith
I rhymed my way out of a place I called home
My face with crossbones underneath
Poison, fuck with me in rare form
Suddenly airborne in your lungs, breath
I lost friends to death I
Live with those scars
Prey on blood, steering remote control sharks
Bonds kept close with xo's, hearts
My love I send home when far like post cards
Soak in a digital bath facing a boombox
Float in this infinite space
'til my balloon pops
Little Yashar wrote a world then
He brought it to life
From outside his room you saw
His window flickering at night
Now it's honorable mentions for inventions
I hoped for so hard my
Palms bled from clenching
I don't want to be robotic
I want to be aeronautic
I want to catch the wind
I want to go back and do it again
This the moment defined
At this moment in time
In this moment to live in this moment to die
And the x's to appear over
The eyes of disbelief
Trust in faith we keep, we must
Stay awake and away from sleep
While robots keep track of the
Days of the week
We lust to stay awake and away from sleep
Until then each night is replaced with
A day and a dream
From cloud eight and soundscapes to nine
I put the pressure on space
Take out pain on time
Brass knuckle hands on the
Clock fighting me back
Birdcage blocking the shots to my
Glassjaw likely to crack
I'm Yak Ballz, Skywalker the author
Masochist on the radio
Broadcasting across borders
I'm from Flushing, QU run shit
Mom look, I made something out of nothing
Now I gotta board the mothership
Escape the jungle
While this concrete is like
Quicksand I'm stuck in
I'm like fluorescent melted plastic
Bright and damaged slight of hand is all I
Need to ignite madness
Six billion dollars a month to
Make'l them more radical
Six million ways to die for more capital
Do not think it can't be
You on the receiving end
Caught in an evil web
Houseflies don't make it out alive
Save me, I'm dying to explode like M80s
Flesh and bone shrapnel I'm cupid
Arrows connect daily
Sailing in open water without
A means to navigate
My ends justify what is needed
To make it out okay
I teeter on the edge of this knife
I'm cut out for this life
I'm built for it no
Beta versions or prototypes
Spent all that I got now
I'm living on borrowed time
Want me closer to God? Tell
Him tomorrow is fine
In such a dark place bright
Ideas will never shine
Until somebody comes and picks up
What we left behind
Unlock where the deepest of secrets are kept
And I remember you
You were the teacher's pet
I must have slipped through a vortex
Glad I made it
Calibrated to alarm the people they
Want you to walk dead
Seeking refuge in my own head
Was the backwards fall I took when
Leapt from the razor's edge
I rhymed my way out of a place I called home
My face with crossbones underneath
Poison, fuck with me in rare form
Suddenly airborne in your lungs, breath
I lost friends to death I
Live with those scars
Prey on blood, steering remote control sharks
Bonds kept close with xo's, hearts
My love I send home when far like post cards
Soak in a digital bath facing a boombox
Float in this infinite space
'til my balloon pops
Little Yashar wrote a world then
He brought it to life
From outside his room you saw
His window flickering at night
Now it's honorable mentions for inventions
I hoped for so hard my
Palms bled from clenching
I don't want to be robotic
I want to be aeronautic
I want to catch the wind
I want to go back and do it again
This the moment defined
At this moment in time
In this moment to live in this moment to die
And the x's to appear over
The eyes of disbelief
Trust in faith we keep, we must
Stay awake and away from sleep
While robots keep track of the
Days of the week
We lust to stay awake and away from sleep
Until then each night is replaced with
A day and a dream
From cloud eight and soundscapes to nine
I put the pressure on space
Take out pain on time
Brass knuckle hands on the
Clock fighting me back
Birdcage blocking the shots to my
Glassjaw likely to crack
I'm Yak Ballz, Skywalker the author
Masochist on the radio
Broadcasting across borders
I'm from Flushing, QU run shit
Mom look, I made something out of nothing
Now I gotta board the mothership
Escape the jungle
While this concrete is like
Quicksand I'm stuck in
I'm like fluorescent melted plastic
Bright and damaged slight of hand is all I
Need to ignite madness
Six billion dollars a month to
Make'l them more radical
Six million ways to die for more capital
Do not think it can't be
You on the receiving end
Caught in an evil web
Houseflies don't make it out alive
Save me, I'm dying to explode like M80s
Flesh and bone shrapnel I'm cupid
Arrows connect daily
Sailing in open water without
A means to navigate
My ends justify what is needed
To make it out okay
I teeter on the edge of this knife
I'm cut out for this life
I'm built for it no
Beta versions or prototypes
Spent all that I got now
I'm living on borrowed time
Want me closer to God? Tell
Him tomorrow is fine
In such a dark place bright
Ideas will never shine
Until somebody comes and picks up
What we left behind
Unlock where the deepest of secrets are kept
And I remember you
You were the teacher's pet
I must have slipped through a vortex
Glad I made it
Calibrated to alarm the people they
Want you to walk dead
Seeking refuge in my own head
Was the backwards fall I took when
Leapt from the razor's edge