Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep Calling

AUTHOR: Sage

Pick up, up...Pick up, Pick up...

Verse

Now I can't even think back. amnesia has made its impact /
Mental produced at leisure was frayed once it was intact /
I refuse to remenisce /
If I choose any wish...I'd lose my genesis /
And prove to my nemesis that I don't need Lane on my way home /
But I got lost and I needed a pay /
I was in an unsafe zone...inside of a place unknown /
Where faces roam (...and it's so strange)... /
got no change...I could've sworn that I did when I left /
My breath gets heavy every lie and theft /
I looked and left...then I called people at my home collect /
To tell them, "Things changed." But they just accept /
I'm out of range...with no respect. time I asked for directions /
All I got was ai, cut lines, and bad connections /
who would helo changed their number to unlisted /
411 info left me unassisted. twisted... /
incidents. Is it coincidence? I choose to so /
Deep in thought, my eyes blink slow. Pictures like slide shows /
My mind knows each and every detail /
recall is leaving me pale /
Sick to my stomach...nautious...forces of nature bring my instinct /
Its stink...is so distinct...now let me think...a /
epiphany: This is the much traveled trail from my /
Now an unbeaten path...unfunny are now making me laugh.

Verse

Haaaaaa! The flashbacks of my past are numerous /
Since out the uterus...Earth ain't been that humerous /
heheheheh...my laugh lines have faked for the last time /
I'm past my prime. Climaxing again is a task of /
I'm bound. Break out the map and atlas /
I ask gas station attendants...and they act pissed /
I'm black listed...for not staying true to white /
I fight lies...in darkness...heartless...until the dies /
Then I shed some light on the matter /
Reflections in the looking glass self when the hard stares make it shatter /
7 years bad Time's irrelevant /
I'm searching for of intelligent minds, but find the element /
Which blinds what the I think. Now I'm thinking... /
"What is it?" I see the 12:00 blinking /
Check the position...of the sun...to see is none /
I figure there's an eclipse...so I look to save my wisdom /
The solar system left me stranded in a /
Where I do reverse psychology. Apologies are made through my /
Ain't nothing to do but when I'm frustrated /
Making disgusted. Plus, I'm mistrusted and hated /
an understatement, but who really cares about my failure years? /
I'm on an expedition...following my of tears /
From when I cried, but...it up...and vaporized /
I played your game, so where's my consalation prize? I'm lies /
from faking guys...and gals...who want to be my pals...and /
At this here pace, it'll take me a thousand /
To fins my way back...encompassing what they /
It cost me most of my life, but still I'm thinking about a pay /
Decapitated...I lost my head, and is activated /
I'm in a fog. My blood, and tears evaporated /
I back track to find my lost of direction /
Stop, look, and listen...before I the intersection /
There's construction. I'm signaled with morse code /
to take a detour. Somehow I end up on an off /
I my eyes...trying to find some street signs /
I can only read strong thoughts. These people weak minds /
Trapped in a desert to me looks like a sandbox /
With damn NARCS...hold up, son...I'm noticing landmarks /
I rack my brain...knowing that I can't in vane /
return I promised myself not to act the same /
But every so often my screen memory...will be my enemy /
and say, "Remember me?" /
Getting me petro...wish I could the retro /
But heck no...to of my past I just can't let go /
I'm just a stone's throw away from my home turf...which is this whole earth /
But like that have no worth /
epiphany: And then it hits me...the why I'm dizzy /
Is because I've traveling in circles keeping myself busy.
(Where is he?)

Deejay drumming.