2000
I wish someone would Make a device to rewind time
To when I arise and actually felt alive I feel inclined to say goodbye
*** tryna survive I wana meet the Divine tonight sit and recline, retire inside the kingdom
Flip a switch listen to rhythms forget about personal incomes disease symptoms
But To think of it..
heaven is here it's what you hear smell in the air that stroke of your ladies hair it's rare no one takes a second to stare
As your walking to work in your best fitted shirt just stop and look
At our beautiful world
How the wind makes leaves curl and twirl
Instead of downing alcohol at weekends that constantly make you hurl you'll end up in a hurst because your life's taken a turn for the worst
For once embark on a walk to the park and embrace every inch of breathing space put a smile on that straight face and forget about the human race and why we're a disgrace all we're obsessed with Is tryna paper chase
And I feel outa place like a toaster In a pencil case
Because as I sit and thoughts drip from the tip of my mind
I've been misguided so I use these real lies to realise and react fast to these Fake facts I'm fed on a daily basis
No one is born racist, you want to be rich and famous yet get wasted on a weekly basis, realise to be the greatest it takes patience
We're all gifted with the same 24hour shift just try not to drift like a leaf carried by a gust of wind on a cliff But what is Life, a mess of what is real? What is right? Pounding footsteps of the questions you hear at night so I reiterate my opening statement I wish someone would Make a device to rewind time
