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Eric Flaze Jul 2010
So many things in vain.
Taking a stop at my house so late.
Ready for the break down and I'm sorry.
That it's coming.
But i won't let it shut me out.
If only this one voice i can shout.
I swear it'll come to the crowd.
I wanna be heard.
So i can know im alive.
I was birthed.
Now it's time to be admired.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.


It's gotta get better than this.
Don't let my eyes get tired.
Have the wrinkles fade to gray.
The way my hair is when i come to the hundreds.
Is there more out there.
Can we prepare and not scared.
Have we feared that salvation ain't coming
any moment too soon.
Blow some hope in these bones.
Plagues of joy needs to whisper to my shadows. 
Feel a little off balence.
Walking from my absence.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.
THis is me debating existence.

Answer it if you can.
Give me a hand if you care.
As i enter in oblivioun.
Are you there.
Ready to bring me back to humanity.
I've heard im still the loser of the followers.
Even when i try to change them the rest who aren't breathing.
I get that they say im preachin about things i don't believe in.
Forgive me of hypocricy.

Chorus
Here i am
Finding que's to begin.
Don't have a clue who I've been
Waiting to rid my sin.
Sick of stumbling, Trippin.
Don't ever listen.
Too instuctions.
So understand.
When i disappear.
It's for a reason.
And theres no peace in these excuses.
Do you hear me?
That's the question of this creation, that you made.
This is me debating existence.

Say i walked away.
What if i never did.
WHere would i go if this happened.
How would fate leade me.


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Eric Flaze Jul 2010
Chorus Every things a fog. All I done so wrong. Whatevevers left is hard. Everythings not fair. Everyone upstairs. Every emotion I feel is just A fear. But if I hold on tight, if I speak my mind. Maybe this will better in the end. Cause this picture right here is a blur. And I'm stuck in the middle of the world.

I see the faces from the bus station single me out. In the spotlight like Y life is a crime. I want to hide. I try to explain my problems to them. But they can't understand. What am I supposed to do then. I'll remain sleep walking through all mysery. Tripping on my shoe laces not tied. And breaking away from mis deeds. In this I confide.

Chorus Every things a fog. All I done so wrong. Whatevevers left is hard. Everythings not fair. Everyone upstairs. Every emotion I feel is just A fear. But if I hold on tight, if I speak my mind. Maybe this will better in the end. Cause this picture right here is a blur. And I'm stuck in the middle of the world.

Maybe you can help maybe you have heard my cry. But could to care less of this mess that you left out in the mud. When I was the potters clay. But till this day why did you make me. I'm asking what is so real. About how I feel. Oh so scared Is what's unseen.

Chorus Every things a fog. All I done so wrong. Whatevevers left is hard. Everythings not fair. Everyone upstairs. Every emotion I feel is just A fear. But if I hold on tight, if I speak my mind. Maybe this will better in the end. Cause this picture right here is a blur. And I'm stuck in the middle of the hurt.

I'm a stranger. A curious undecided answer. Your decision where shoild i be placed next. Am I riddle that you can't figure out. throw me to the ditches and discard my thoughts. From the fustration of it all. Will you find me lost. I'll finnally trust in the cost of your blood.

Chorus Every things a fog. All I done so wrong. Whatevevers left is hard. Everythings not fair. Everyone upstairs. Every emotion I feel is just A fear. But if I hold on tight, if I speak my mind. Maybe this will better in the end. Cause this picture right here is a blur. And I'm waiting for the turn of the century to pass by me
Eric Flaze Apr 2010
Talk about the we've been takin thinking about how the sun don't shine. Trying to find myself. Cause im already Missing my mind. Just trying to unwind.Each night follows a shattered day. Everything I hear is unclear.What even matters. Each word spoken like fm static. To me no surprise, I automatically don't deny, existence. In an instant friends flashes past my ride. And I

Chorus I've lost my mind. Ive lost my mind, I'm shaking my mind Loosing my time. Same old saying. Fire melting my brain. Getting high to feel sane. But the song repeats is played in my heart.Tellingme I've lost it all. I was scrambling into halls with no light. Trampled onto the surface of gods I had in store. Shouldn't ignore because there just plain possesion. I've noticed cooperation is your obsession.

Chorus I've lost my mind. Ive lost my mind, I'm shaking my mind Loosing my time. Same old saying. Fire melting my brain. Getting high to feel sane. But the song repeats is played in my heart.Telling me I've lost it all Stuck to mistakes like medal to a magnet. Like tape on paper. I need a mime on the side of my shoulder. No longer trying to decide the things to say. I've needed a interpreter anyway. Can't find Anyone cause everyone silent. Can't try to hard. It figures it over my sense of direction. Falling into the pit of confusion. Walked in and out into walls. I thought I would find my way out.

Chorus I've lost my mind. Ive lost my mind, I'm shaking my mind Loosing my time. Same old saying. Fire melting my brain. Getting high to feel sane. But the song repeats is played in my heart.Telling me I've lost it all
Eric Flaze Apr 2010
Your my anatomy antidote. Mentor, a friend to the broken. You know I'm not a prodigy. But honestly you've always believed in me. In perfect peacei dream of the secrets in store. At utopia door. I wish I could sneek. To this place of harmony. In a waterfall in a rainbow. There are gumdrops. And Beauty. So much love. Walking in a fog of colors.

Chorus Your sending me to the promise land sending me and someday I'll see water change to alchol. The miracle man healing the blinded. Walking on water is no challenge in the promise land. Ohh the promise land.

Flowing out comes a river of milk. Spreading trees with trinkling honey. Dripping in cinnamon. There are sins cast down. In the mist of the ocean. As the blue tide comes in it washes them all away.Forgiven and forgotten are our past mistakes. Here Emotions. settle and don't rot in the sun. The ocean is full of water you breathe under. And there are no bugs. Only the ones that benefit us by fluttering by with vibrant wings. This is my mission to touch this utupia that many have called heaven. At the gate of destiny.

Chorus Your sending me to the promise land sending me and someday I'll see water change to alchol. The miracle man healing the blinded. Walking on water is no challenge in the promise land. Ohh the promise land. Flowing out comes a river of milk. Spreading trees with trinkling honey. Dripping in cinnamon. They call this place magic with grace. And theres a canal filled with unfamous greats. Anyone can swim in just for enjoyment. Lifes great cause here it lasts forever, never ending.

.And there's no disease that sends you to the grave. And when he gave his life away. He gained the world it's victory. Because. Of this humble servant I can honestly say I believe. I believe. Beleive i am saved. When he bled on the cross. He took my heart and mended it into clay. So he could mold a perfect being. Out of sinful me. Beautiful flawed l. Chorus Onward we walk. Together we stand. Forward we soar to the promise land We lift our swords to slay the beasts that live here in this human air. And on the beach we will dance a soldiers victory prance. From here you can Look at the sky. Feel the heat on your skin. Hold the sand just to watch it slip. Stare near the clouds see the gulls float. With perfect unity they land in unison. Reminding me that there's is even better above the clouds and in the heavans.
Place of perfect harmony
Eric Flaze Apr 2010
Divert your eyes to Graces face. Even when youve hurt others. She fills you with holy love. Even when you gave pain.   She always remained faithful. Telling you, your forgiven.Her mother mercy. Has guided her wisdom. Leaving influence on your walk. There is nothing that can separate. Even whe n you swear you hate her. She stays in control and holds your emotions from destroying you. Knowing that someady youll find her and finnally be able to be more than just behind other's shadowsShe gives you what you dont deserve.
While taking nothing back in return.
Simple sweet poem
Eric Flaze Apr 2010
Chorus Blame game Blame game. Choose a number 1 to 10. And when the day you pick my name.  I will silently close the front gate. Screaming behind cause I'm leaving.  In shock you'll reply it's all your fault.  No suprise. She plays that old  chord again. Cup over my ears using it to shut her up.And block the noise the coming from her voice. And of all just what I planned before. I have sworn.  Chorus   I'll take all our pictures. And tear them to pieces. Skipping your rememberance.That are running, from the closet on my bed streaming through in my head.      This is me. Just trying to complete. This mess you've made.  Just trying to ignore complaints.  Your best deeds Come with the worst intentions. I had descretion when you sent home that package. With that same old gossipping.  About Blame,  same game. Here we are to play your cards. When my turn comes I'll be out the door. Then with my friends you've left your mark. I haste the day it's your turn. Then you'll learn not to start this blame game.  Come again count it out one to to ten.  I'd say your a 13 cause you bring bad luck to parties. Don't pardon my exit.If  your waiting for a return.  When you mess with my head.nough with this gossipping I'll scream somebody stop this women. From playing   Blame game Blame game.  Everyone knows your the guiltyest.  Every time I burned our bridges. You cane back to seal them up. Everynught before I woke I had to pull out the stiches. That you gave to my emotions. What's to gain from what i'm sayin  Acting like you got me  tied around your finger. I'm your little puppet on a string. But no way will I let you play that game. To the next guy that comes knocking. I'll tell him Chorus   To take all the pictures of the walls.  And tear them to pieces. Skipping your memories before the come. On him like a haunting That are running, from the closet on my bed streaming through in my head.     This is me. Just trying to complete. This mess you've made.  Just trying to ignore your complaints. When you lay down the pain. Acting like you got me  tied around your finger. I'm your little puppet on a string. But no way will I let you play that game. To the next guy that comes knocking. I'll tell him Chorus   To take all the pictures of the walls.  And tear them to pieces. Skipping your memories before they come. On him like a haunting . I know he'll experience the same thing I did. Playing Chorus Blame game, Blame game. Choose a number 1 to 10. And when the day you pick my name.  I will silently close the front gate. Screaming behind cause I'm leaving.  In shock you'll reply it's all my fault.  But I know it's not. Cause the problem is you.
Song I thought up supposed to be a pop song
Eric Flaze Apr 2010
Submitted: Apr 6, 2010    Reads: 22    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


Intro, Intrude, trackers on our homephones. Smack dat back
We got the shacks we gotta cadilacs. We have the beat boys. Just to show off to our audience. Life so great we got to slow it down by running the white house like where tearing up an igloo. Hang out in the cribs we 100 percent juice. Only talent better get it. Like Shaq oneil as V.I.P. We got a thing and we can't stop M.I.B with a top collar buttoned. Skin so thick you think we're eskimos.  Just couple  American, Tryin to make a livin. With old time guitar strolls with a beat that can rip ya socks off. Were rappers and were rockin it. Bring it to the times when lifes all good nobody hurt us yeah everyone will honor we in the hood

Chorus:
Government rock, Government, jump up to the clouds. Spread the waves with your arms. Spread your love wit ya hearts
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Beatbox with politics. Were pumping out america with this Punk block. Echoing of the top of the oval office. Let see it Hillary dance till the votes come tumbling in. Bling bling rap so hard where dancing on pots of gold get tangled in the silly putty. You know whatta I mean ice so keen while the girls stay thin. Spreading there white glow from their mouths and I love when they show it to everyone around them. Someday wheaties box gotta sell our records with the cereal the kids love to eat for breakfast. They'll Call us the 3 with the platinum series. But between you and me we all the same. Just different trades Our grillz shining to the stars on stage.
This is the sound, this is the show. Gotta turn it up like the volume on our sterio. Cheerion Cheerion, Bring it on.
With our political right. We vibe white house all night.
Mouth so dry slurring with the  sting of our words.
Around we come again. There we roll again. Bringing the band in the

Chorus
Government rock, jump up to the clouds. Spread the waves with your arms. Spreed the love with ya hearts. Wax on wax off. With karate man.
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We gotta a brand named band, don't know about us.
We no loser. Just a little closer. Making a way to train this place to fame. Want my card yo. Got to drive to elderado. In a mustang, baby. Thats right you heard me.

Can i hear an amen Yo its like nobody knows. What indwells in the sounds we place on our miches. And the times we get the power. To scramble the crowd singing louder. Everyone floating on there toes. Like tap dancers. Don't make type error whe nyou report to the news. Theres the president now break prancing switch om a pirate ship. Aint no soul left out alone
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