Frgt/10 Reanimation Remix of Forgotten |
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Frgt/10 Reanimation Remix of Forgotten Lyrics |
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 From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core of forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety The picture`s there The memory won`t escape me [Verse: 1] We`re stuck in a place so dark, you can hardly see A manner of matter that splits, with the words I breathe An` as the rain drips, acidic questions around me I block out the sight of the powers that be An` duck away into the darkness, times up I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut So tight that it blurrs into the world of pretend An` the eyes ease open and it`s dark again [Bridge] From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core of forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety The picture`s there The memory won`t escape me But why should I care? [Chorus] In the memory you`ll find me Eyes burning up The darkness holding me tightly Until the sun rises up [Verse: 2] Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs An` nauseated by the polluted rott, that`s all around Watchin` the wheels of cars that pass I look past To the last of the light and the long shadows it casts A window grows and catches the eye An` cries out, a yellow light as it passes me by And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box Inside, a building of rock with antennas on top Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain The sane lose, not knowing they were part of the game An` while the insides changed, the box stays the same And the figure inside could bare any body`s name The memories I keep, are from a time like then I put `em on paper so I could come back to them Someday I`m hopin` to close my eyes and pretend That this crumpled up paper, can be perfect again Yo [Bridge: Repeat] I`m here at this podium talking, the ceremonial offerings Dedicated to urban dis functional offspring`s (What`s happenin`?) City governments are eternally nappin` An` trapped in greedy covenants, causin` urban collapsin` An` bullets that scar souls, with dark holes, get more than your car stole Some hearts be blacker than charcoal (fo` real) This society`s deprivation depends Not on our differences, but the separation within No preparation is made, limited aide an` minimum wage Livin` in a tenement cage where rent isnt paid Tragedy within the parade The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague An` I`m forgotten [Chorus: Repeat] |
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