ELANmoda.Productions What ADHD lyrics are like at 3am. I’m floating high down in the middle, Roof to roof playing the fiddle, No time to waste, no time to think, I have reservations with Angels wings dipped in black ink, Gravity crushing skulls forcing eyes out, Bouncing down like replaced clowns, Never settle never a thing, Just a creep who tried scaring me. Gently like the tigers roar, Pouring eyes followed by tears, Moment of silence please…. Let your eyes dry let them free and cry, Forgive and RIP Jelly Roll Prompted Adopted Never was wanted, The dead the alive, daydreams paired wings, Dipped in black ink, as the angels flaunted. Fly down or up in the sky so high, Pulses trending songs extending, Making dues just to get by, So stop the bull, be honest and quit pretending. You say you feel the night, Really? Have you ever been suffocated in a cage, With a lion and a wolf full of rage? Laughing out loud for those, Confused by sympathy vs empathy, Empty heart empty mind, Enjoy the night, here… These are for you, For tonight, tickets to the sympathy, My bad the quartet symphony… She grabs me closer, closer whispers to me, Shhhhhh Just silence,Visioning the epic DJ Tiesto The original beat, reminding to just be Just be…tonight you’re coming with me. Falling through earth's veil, Options slimmed, no ejection seat to bail, High in rhymes, layers shattered moons, Stars follow me, sun flares, then going through snow, Are we there yet? I don’t know. Enjoy the ride, falling straight down Snow creating a perfect line, Ahhhh just in time - Travel as a spool of string unrathers. … Curb checking the mad hatter, Empires shatter, Alice still whispers, Don’t forget my place. Nothing matters, oops Not a good joke in front of the mad hatter. I crash pounding the ground, so deep so far, Rolling stone minds as dinosaurs staring at me, Silence breaks, as the t-rex roars, Shots of Dirt and Fossil martinis, Great year 401k, this rounds on me. What can I say for years, Proud chested, invested, 401k was the year Pulling me down High as a kite, no strings attached. Holding me “killing me softly” Rewinds my mind paying back, Back to the track, Killing me softly, Waking up face down in the dirt, San Diego, the Horse races at Del Mar, Thousand horse powers, groovy babe - yells Austin Powers. What could go wrong? Besides the original Song? Enough of the just pass me the bong. Pass me the bong. DJ let Club MODA spin the next track, Always and forever having eachothers back. Especially Angels with wings dipped in black ink. That’s the reason they allowed covers, Even the drunks try to mimic my beats, One speaker loud shouting slurring, Where’d you guys go, I thought we were Going to go on stage with me with lip sync, Of course they went back to the street, Out of rhymes out of time, Pirates sinking like short lived NSYNC. ELANmoda.Productions [ROOOOOOARRRSS}
