Watchdog Water Dragons

歌詞

(Bliss:) I guess that I'm just a jar drifting by the tide And I hope that a star will lift me to reside In the hands of a single soul that can relate To these crawling, my fingers cold, still relate By the force, that draws the cogs in my clock work The lights my way through the fog in the hot dirt In the youth its just blowing in the wind And ya see the truth and they throw you in a spin Its a vicious cycle it wont clean the stain And I think it's vital I dont seem the same When I look in the mirror see the long hall bound When I'm stumbling, crumbling and it all falls down Like do ya feel the rythym and like Will ya still be livin a lie Will ya kneel and listen to yourself The only person who can peel the prison walls away They all fall to dust And ya'll are saying we can call it trust And if we call it trust Then all of us Can get down together and live tall and just Cause ive never plucked an eyelash out and wished it goodbye I said ive never plucked an eyelash out and wished this could fly Into books, poems, stars bloom and movies Theme park themes, dark cartoons and scoobie It sooths me Its all the same dont confuse me Or to video games create the music Just use it Children, thankyou very much I'm aware that you're building a sanctuary up Cause reality creates the sadness We rely on these things to escape the madness Like doin those "that I can tell by your stare" I'll come around and said we're both aware My first tv murder the night in anti-poor My hole into a closet of 1984 But when I wrote something lovely with my ink I stopped being humpty dumpty on the brink Of losing my balance I found it shit It was a point man The feeling I get when im alone but we join hands Chilling out but im bound by a necklace I dont know but I get a little reckless And if I dont make it to the end of the road I dont even know the weight that i will unload I wish I could relapse another time Turn back the tap discovered rhymes Back and forth, forth and back Ya'll pulled me in but cord went snap (Chorus x2: Eso:) Me in my room writing rhymes To listen when you barbeque outside or In doors jam packed in the club Goin 60 in ya car you can feel it in your blood Lets build a world of our own so start to gather rocks The shire's known chatterbox To build a home for un-fartherd kids And guide the population across the harbour bridge The hardest is controlling By Watchdog Water Dragons I'll never stop writing Thats just a great authour's passion To write a million books and not look back at one of them And to notice when the children look It's something that the buildings took From their natural purpose And in a state like this I could never be nervous This is my house, my crib, my kindom Where the floor-boards creek and the kids keep singing We live each season Just to give beats reason Step into my house, all kids leave dreamin Vanilla sky walking with a halo and some cannabis My t-shirt reads minoritys in managment And yeh thats right I'll die for this habbitat Fly young poet, fly and bring the majic back This nest is home, home is nest I wanna rest my dome I wanna hold your breast If the world would give me a chance and I could witre on by And fly just like a kite in the sky See this matchstick, signifies my love It wont burn out it will only rise above What a view from here We survived the flood Too many blind and deaf to hear the cries of doves Anymore cause the parks been crushed by the building And the view has been, replaced by a ceiling Plus the carpark was a paradise underneath That ground wont be free to breathe So i ride on a dragon and my couch is a tiger To stop the towns flooding and the houses on fire But no thats not true reality's a bitch Stuck in a catagory when your sanity is shit So, capture my love whenever you feel it They say thats just mud, he doesn't have feelings Well I do and its true I cover the canvis Me and strawberry fields looking for answers And i wanted was a mansion for my mother Phat houses all around the world for my brothers Flowers in the pavment A world that sings Studios in every basement And girls with wings (Chorus: x4) Me in my room writing rhymes To listen when you barbeque outside or In doors jam packed in the club Goin 60 in ya car you can feel it in your blood