Elements Songtext
von Chronic Future
Elements Songtext
1, 2, 3, 4
A microphone has an aura of sounds around it
When the lips make contact facts not fiction surrounds it
Unbounded, noise is founded, praise is mounted
But I get grounded, allow it
And it will flow through the screen
Soft spoken or a scream will scream through the means
In time that will amplify the vibe which I thrive for
Mental doors and windows open and close
Depending on which moments I chose
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Flows occur, blank pages turn into rows of words
And rows of phases in a particular matrix
The basis for this is instruments with a microphone
Recycled tone through the chords to clone
They′re not shown but heard
So observe the superb yet absurd
Got no reason for concern
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where's Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I′m on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
When I'm feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we′ve made
Will always remain
Music completes a certain part of me
But there's not enough words to express me fully
We′ve been pushing on the cord
To the outlet of the electrical socket
Music transforms form into form
A smoke into old brig, look into kiddie porn
I scorn not, born locked to mock
Not the flocks of what's more chose to rock
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where's Mike B?
I′m on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
4, 4, 4
A microphone has an aura of sounds around it
When the lips make contact facts not fiction surrounds it
Unbounded, noise is founded, praise is mounted
But I get grounded, allow it
And it will flow through the screen
Soft spoken or a scream will scream through the means
In time that will amplify the vibe which I thrive for
Mental doors and windows open and close
Depending on which moments I chose
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Flows occur, blank pages turn into rows of words
And rows of phases in a particular matrix
The basis for this is instruments with a microphone
Recycled tone through the chords to clone
They′re not shown but heard
So observe the superb yet absurd
Got no reason for concern
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where's Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I′m on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
When I'm feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we′ve made
Will always remain
Music completes a certain part of me
But there's not enough words to express me fully
We′ve been pushing on the cord
To the outlet of the electrical socket
Music transforms form into form
A smoke into old brig, look into kiddie porn
I scorn not, born locked to mock
Not the flocks of what's more chose to rock
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where′s Mike B?
I'm on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
Guitar, bass, check your tone
Yo where's Mike B?
I′m on the microphone
And Barry C
He rocks hard like stone
The 4 elements, Tokyo to Rome
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
When I′m feeling this way
I just must play
I release me
Through the urge insane
Our consciousness
Is collective
This force we've made
Will always remain
4, 4, 4
Writer(s): Barry Collins, Ben Collins, Benjamin Collins, Brandon Lee, Mike Busse, Ryan Michael Breen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
