I don’t know if I love it anymore
All that I know is…
I can’t stop.
Verse 1:
Gave it everything
I can’t take more
A dream’s all I seem
to be awake for
Pardon fate’s course
but death is a better bet
Falling face forward’s
the set way to get ahead
The center spread’s
a catch from a distance
‘til your letterhead’s trapped
in the black and white pigments
What happens when your dreams
give you night terrors?
And sleep is a reach
fiendin’ to fight mirrors
What’s seen is the reason
insight perished
The breeze carries screams
that the mics cherish
You want to hear about
the pain and struggle?
Well, I’m addicted to the rain
and the nameless puddles
What a shame. Fallen angels
engraved in rubble
with no admiration paid
to the pavement tunneled
Where war criminals reign
Slave to the Sun Tzu
Soon be just another
stain in their jumpsuit
Itching veins
etching lets for forgetting
Finger-painting Armageddon
for some seconds of Heaven
Not alone, hope most
won’t mind my scream
In the city that never sleeps
no one has time to dream…
Hook: (James Blake)
I don’t know about my dreams
I don’t know about my dreaming anymore
All that I know is
I’m falling, falling, falling, falling
Might as well fall in…
Verse 2:
Do your dreams
justify the means?
Must I deceive
for these fucks to buy CDs?
If the only thing that keeps
you sane will be your downfall
Is it wrong to entertain
“how come” instead of “how long?”
Take my resignation
in blood
Ain’t delusional enough
to assume my destination’s above…
Self-destruct on a track
I hear the train coming
The trophy at the end of the tunnel’s
a vain woman
Life’s exciting
‘til you roll out of bed, right?
The light’s enticing
‘til you know what’s ahead
Like, 25 deep
These repeating beats sentenced me
What if your reason
for breathing isn’t meant to be?
Tempted to cease
for a little bit of normalcy
The rotten rebel
been considering conformity
Stop and level—
forgotten Devil been calling me
but that’ll be D-Day—
Normandy for all to see
Gonzo like Thompson
Embalm statements
Stuck fear and loathing
in Ma’s basement
Stage dive—
the masses want me stirred
Kill it, then kill myself—
Black Swan feature
Yea, I went all in—
might as well fall in
the scalding cauldron—
I politic with a Parliament
Hook: (James Blake)
I don’t know about my dreams
I don’t know about my dreaming anymore
All that I know is
I’m falling, falling, falling, falling
Might as well fall in…
credits
from WIDE ASLEEP EP,
released December 21, 2012
Produced by Knowaru
Samples James Blake's "The Wilhelm Scream"