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James Dean, James Dean
I know just what you mean
James Dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look all right
If I could see it on the silver screen

You were the low-down rebel if there ever was
Even if you had no cause
James Dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look all right
If I could see it on the silver screen
brooklyn bound and i'm out of my domepiece
could write a book about the shit ive done with my homies
no one knows the same trouble's why i'm puffing the reefer
its so cold is why i'm hugging my heater
i'd like to thank anyone that's ever given me help
or said something just to stop my ass from killing myself
yeah im trying to be positive, so what? it's worth it
but i'm nobody, and nobodys perfect
its bugged, and would it really matter? is there really love?
there's no fear? if i disappearred they wouldnt care where he was
i wasn't weary of the outcomes of Tim Leary-drugs
but i sure heard the fucking rumbling of the trains when we were young
shit i still could on l.s.d. and bet that it'll echo for the years to come
but i was lost and still cant tell who we're among
its like a jungle sometimes i wanna kill the beast and smear its blood
then drag every carcass out, show the world the light since i can only stand the darkness now
you can take me out the struggles not the hardships that i've stomped around
i'm climbing to the top so dont you dare tell me to calm it down
thats an abomination, letting everything i've got go wasted
so if its a two-way-street how come i've never heard of gods complaining?
why does anyone tell the truth when its nothing to lie?
and why'd you take the people from me that i love so much? why?
for every fuck up who tried, and thinks they never needed you
i'm here punching at the sky trying to reach the moon
i dont know what to believe, i'm debating
i dont have dreams no more just nightmares i hate it
not this god shit
this religion shit
one day we're gonna do away with this folklore
we need that real life
you know. that- feels right...
not praying just cause your scared to make phone calls
my habitat made me have to stand for something stronger
matter of fact i dont care, the answer is looking for it
i'll ask my manager he'll turn his cell off six months longer
so i dont think the roots will be the back up band for brooklyn brawler
fuck it.
i would throw this all away
i would find no worries saved
live to grow another day
she was like-i'm just a phase.
it's just that the face that you see in the mirror has got a smile on when deep down you know it really does not
my breathings heavy, i can picture hearing a glock cock back like (i'm innocent) then feeling a shot
you want it? come kill me i'm right here on my block, i've been through too much shit for you to put the fear in me. watch.
i would throw this all away
i would find no worries saved
live to grow another day
she was like-i'm just a phase.
slow down.
i found myself but my heart escaped
slow down.
i found myself but my heart escaped
we'll talk.
i found myself but my heart escaped
slow down
i found myself but my heart escaped
i'm not a habit i'm just hard to break
i'm not a habit i'm just hard to break
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i found myself but my heart escaped
i'm not a habit i'm just hard to break
i found myself but my heart escaped
i
found
my
self
but
my
heart
escaped