Tried to make a rhyming song Tried again to play along Tried and tested it is true The purest rhymes are shades of blue
I write a word and strum a note This jukebox is a little broke Push these buttons play and pause Pick your song and cue applause
I’ve been trying - pushing hard To keep from throwing in the towel Play it straight your aim is true Lyrics trite and auto-tuned But through the cheers and all the smiles All I see are lying eyes Tried to believe – they said it was true They said this was all the music they knew They didn’t care for harsh striking tones Don’t ring that bell so close to home
But now I’m humming a melody It’s clear and rings out perfectly It’s about this life and race It stands alone no second takes It knows when to start and swing along It sounds just like your favourite song It beats in time with my heart It’s been here right from the start
Yes – I tried to make a rhyming song I tried again to play along But it couldn’t pass the test And my soul would not rest Yes – tried and tested – it is true The purest rhymes are shades of blue…
Some days I feel like moving Moving away from here and nowhere near, Today I just feel empty. Like my hart could never be full So now I’m craving healing, I want my feelings to be certain. To give the same love the way I have received Learn to escape these negative thoughts and feelings.
Do I settle for what I think could be true? Or do I continue to be comfortable with my morning blues.
I got dem B-Side blues, perforated shoes of my own design, off color flag of mine. I got dem prescriptions, I'm passively shunned by the typical, like it matters at all. I got dat bizarre brain, patterns I contain automatically run 'crash.exe'. I got dat problem child run rampant wild here within my ranks - what deserves thanks? Nothing at all. And everything. I know this well, now.