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lirik lagu life’s labyrinth – 137 (us)

i keep fighting through my days
even as the whip flays
but never ever letting go of dreams

i keep pushing though the haze
and running through the maze
oh reality isn’t as it seems

walking to back of the taxi
i hop in the backseat
tell him i’m looking for vaccine
’cause all of my rhymes so sickly

i’m an honorary member of the seminary
even though i go into the common area
and drink a bl**dy mary

if i was an architectural style
i’d be rococo;
pondering wisdom can sting
and drive you loco;
gathering ken in the cold
poetry’s hot cocoa;
if you got a problem
take it to the dojo;
i’m a no*go;
i just wanna sow
all my seeds, and
see where path leads, and
imma go
imma flow
evеn when i stub my toe
i’ve been climbing up likе rubidoux
driving without any wheels
gardening without a hoe
seeing how the piggy squeals
while i’m in the pen
’cause i really like the way mud feels
on my weary skin
i keep fighting through my days
even as the whip flays
but never ever letting go of dreams

i keep pushing though the haze
and running through the maze
oh reality isn’t as it seems

i’m a natural, like a preacher, on the pulpit
integral, like an arm, to an armpit;
i keep my inner glee
even whilst i deal with the ornery
’cause a lot of people looking
like a student on a monday;
i just try to live my life like every day is friday
i’m not talking ’bout the partying
i’m talking ’bout the concept
treating every day as harrowing
is founded on a feeble precept

i’m not
looking
to run away
but i’ve always got a getaway
just in case
’cause a wise brother’s ready for the chase;
make a way
’cause a prince is on a promenade;
served a couple lemons
but my stand is making lemonade;
imma keep the flame
even though it is a rainy day
creature tame
even though i’m far from a heavyweight
’cause you’re not the same
if you let the beast through your gates;
pray for your fates;
truth solely sates
grinding;
gotta keep that forward motion;
gonna bring that good lotion
’cause a lot of people drier than a saladito
and they
need the
ocean

hotel, motel
it’s hard to blend in
one reason i’m on my knees praying
for my kin and my sin

i keep fighting through my days
even as the whip flays
but never ever letting go of dreams

i keep pushing though the haze
and running through the maze
oh reality isn’t as it seems

- 137 us

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