Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep Calling

AUTHOR: Sage

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

Verse

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

Verse

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

Deejay drumming.