Bayley - Crusoe Lyrics

Colour blind I see all shade, all grey, and all blue
Never been afraid at any age except to
To be average or worse
To be lost in this search
To be stopped in this work
To be flocked in the hearse
To say something of meaning and it never come to fruition
Money can buy happiness all it costs is intuition
All it stops is inhibition
All it stops is, f*ck
I should keep it kicking
I should keep it punching
I should keep to myself 'less I'm karate jumping
I don't know why I keep on listening
I don't know why I sound so dissonant
I'm just numb to all the noise I see the answers and none of them are the choice
My spirit weaker with the roids
Been played with so much like my vessels are the toys
But the mechanisms broken
A closed book once left open
Taking a piece like it's a f*cking token
Blurred reality and I don't know if it'll focus
Cause I've been exposed to too much darkness
Can't find the point but I'm bleeding from the sharpness
Used to shine bright now the night is looking starless
I placed the 808s but now I'm feeling heartless
Keep it quiet with the stealth
Not comfortable with wealth cause I need a little more,
Everytime I'm lost its like I couldn't find the floor
To find those who adore, I don't see any
They all fake and I don't need many
I see my circles there's not plenty
Miss my bestfriends they not friendly
I can feel it chew a Rennie
Swiped to the side by Jenny
I been painting pictures for whispers in the dark
Messing with a broken lighter tryna flick a spark
With all of my foresight shit's never felt so far
Every stone thrown I'm scared I'll fall apart
But it's cool I'm not pressed like home screens
I just wanna see something on my f*cking home screen
I've been coping with the same strain, aye
I've been hoping for the same aim, yeah
I stay standing on the same name, aye
No one else is from the same grain, yeah
Strain, yeah
Aim, yeah
Name, yeah
Grain, yeah
Strain, yeah
Aim, yeah
Name, yeah
Grain, yeah
I can look back on the past with a half heart
Not so half dark or scar mark
Haven't stopped since the car park
Or the last part
Or the last start
Or the last cart
Or the last dart
And I've been feeling fine
Not looking at the signs
Not booking to rewind
All this shit designed
Always forward never back no
I can't call it what we had no
Shit's priceless without the tag though,
Picked up the pieces
Ended all the leases
Cut off all the teases, teases
I should, maybe, breath a, second
I don't, know but, it's a, weapon
Hold composure, let it, settle
Feel the, heat from, all the, metal
It'll, settle
It'll, settle in my temple
I been mental
Sentimental
Feel the pulse, it's all but gentle
I've been broken, hold the pencil
Sharpened up not sharp enough
Feed the thought it's half a bluff
I've had enough, it's hard enough,
Just a solo pin but I always strike out
These waves are too big for me to ever ride out
And whatever's inside is too big to write out
Erase the pain, the words, the gain
Begin to stir within the rain,
Clean it up from in the stain
Forge a lane to stamp my name
A flag and a footprint before I've found my footing
But it all seems useless when no one else is looking
Cause she says she got my back when I see her with a spine
As she walks off the package been without mine
Peace of mind
That the aux chord bought losing track of something I once fought for but
I get my blocks out and get an uppercut
Frostbite in these gloves knowing, something's up
I can't hide or leave I run amuck
If I see you with that guy imma run him up I'm just running look
I've been coping with the same strain, aye
I've been hoping for the same aim, yeah
I stay standing on the same name, aye
No one else is from the same grain, yeah
Strain, yeah
Aim, yeah
Name, yeah
Grain, yeah
Strain, yeah
Aim, yeah
Name, yeah
Grain, yeah