Slow Songtext
von Navy Blue
Slow Songtext
"This my metamorphosis but I ain′t on my back and shit,
fading off the one foot like Dirk,
ya boy a maverick...
the kid in terry cloth knit, fendi print the patterning,
Prada crepe patten leather stepping like I'm gathering,
many come and go but I don′t fold up under pressure,
nah, spirit but a cell phone connect my upper,
echelon, stationed in the crib when I get the call,
is it really life if it death involved?
head strong, string dial, ticking like the metronome,
grew up in a blessed home, my father was an introvert,
learned I was empath and felt all of my sister hurt, lit the herb, I can't be the one to solely mediate,
I'm keeping faith intact but I admit that I ain′t seeing straight,
skewed like the truth when you teeter on a razor edge,
baby legs, couldn′t stand a chance against the days I met,
hurting for purpose, I was searching for a sign or some,
then I grew content with what I feel and who I will become,
I guess it's in cards the damage my memories done,
headie one, plenty nights grappling this gripe, Issa knife like 21,
25... got a lot I′d like to set aside, reminiscent of the better times...
brother, where you at? I know you clever, just send me a sign.
I know you clever just send me a sign,
The globe is full of souls,
The All knowing sees it all,
My forever home,
Is up above and not within a host,
I'm learning from the fall,
I get up and I go,
The totem heaven tall,
This life is short so live it slow,
The globe is full of souls,
The All knowing sees it all,
My forever home,
Is up above and not within a host,
I′m learning from the fall,
I get up and I go,
The totem heaven tall,
This life is short so live it slow "
fading off the one foot like Dirk,
ya boy a maverick...
the kid in terry cloth knit, fendi print the patterning,
Prada crepe patten leather stepping like I'm gathering,
many come and go but I don′t fold up under pressure,
nah, spirit but a cell phone connect my upper,
echelon, stationed in the crib when I get the call,
is it really life if it death involved?
head strong, string dial, ticking like the metronome,
grew up in a blessed home, my father was an introvert,
learned I was empath and felt all of my sister hurt, lit the herb, I can't be the one to solely mediate,
I'm keeping faith intact but I admit that I ain′t seeing straight,
skewed like the truth when you teeter on a razor edge,
baby legs, couldn′t stand a chance against the days I met,
hurting for purpose, I was searching for a sign or some,
then I grew content with what I feel and who I will become,
I guess it's in cards the damage my memories done,
headie one, plenty nights grappling this gripe, Issa knife like 21,
25... got a lot I′d like to set aside, reminiscent of the better times...
brother, where you at? I know you clever, just send me a sign.
I know you clever just send me a sign,
The globe is full of souls,
The All knowing sees it all,
My forever home,
Is up above and not within a host,
I'm learning from the fall,
I get up and I go,
The totem heaven tall,
This life is short so live it slow,
The globe is full of souls,
The All knowing sees it all,
My forever home,
Is up above and not within a host,
I′m learning from the fall,
I get up and I go,
The totem heaven tall,
This life is short so live it slow "
Writer(s): Sage Elsesser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

