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lirik lagu reflexion – bigomuziq

[verse 1]
you can bet your bottom dollar, my medulla oblongata
is wired, to a higher, being; lurking at the bottom, sea;
inside of me, burning desires philosophies
bang, kick n hang like soccer-tees [socrates] and apostrophes;

h-llo, surprise, welcome to the cognitive side
wise, place where an, optimist tries, to
arrive to conclusions but, he often collides;
with an opposite consequence, that doesn’t profit his mind;

if you, hope to survive, constant caution is wise;
as its common to find; rotten talkative monsters inside
behind, closets and coffins they rise; working like optimus prime
to alter targets, but they don’t leave the office at 5

i, hop in my ride, now i’m, epiphany driving
visually vivid imagery finding symmetry rhyming
look at the world see that, chivalry dying, that infamy rising
like, no one in the, industry trying;

consistently lying, also consistently high and
too much pride and dignity; will leave you visibly blinded;
i’m just trying, to fit in between fittin the scene, deen and dreams
i wonder what it all means

(chorus)
mama don’t listen (sometimes i)
question religion
when i think of my sinning
i think wait thennnnnnn who isn’t?
are we all on our own ?
and where do i go?
when all of this world’s the only thing that i know?

mama don’t listen (sometimes i)
question religion
when i think of my sinning
i think wait thennnnnnn who isn’t?
but one thing i know
is that we not in control
the only thing that we got in this world, is god and our souls

[verse 2]

i roam this jungle for some clues or a sign
sometimes, im stupid, see false solutions made of confusion and lies
high, swinging clinging on to the roots and the vines
hope at the ending, i die and see that the truth is divine
cuz when you, suffer defeat, and get, stuck underneath
clutter, tough n stubborn covers, all smothered in grief;
you start to believe, that you not so unique
and the simple need, to breathe a feeble sigh of relief

is governed by thoughts of “please, i need a high, you got weed?”
turn the leaf to the other side, see, that l-st lies when she speaks, and…
tries to deceive, makes you wonder if you’ll ever find a lover yellin
“no need to try you a creep”
maybe baby, but at least, i learned to survive in the deep
how to rhyme and release, these, beasts that eat my mind in my sleep
spend time to succeed, really grind for a dream;
intuition inside, faith, belief in god, or maybe its me

- bigomuziq

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