Just a regular guy
Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 12:37 pm
why am i insane? let me explain
my brain goes a million miles everytime that I wake
and I can't shake the feeling that really I wasn't meant for this (life)
It's like I'm crazily wasting all my intelligence (my light)
doesn't shine as brightly, so I smoke weed nightly
until I'm high-ly enlightened, but its frightening cuz I don't know
I'm slowly losing hope, unfocused and lost
can't even find a fork in the road, I'm at a loss
for words, verbs and nouns,
no part of speech can describe how my self-esteem got shot down
flying higher than a bird, a virgin to touching ground
until a version of my worst fear got a gun and a hound
it's open season on my feelings, emotions are near extinct
going the way of the do-do so i don't know what to think
yea these critics are assholes but they insist that I stink
they're throwing everything at me and started with the kitchen sink but
I'm just joey Perry, I'm just a regular guy I don't know why
all the fuss about me
I smoke weed, roll blunts all day, so yes naturally
I'm highly enlightened you can't out-light or even match me
Bro I'm jack, you don't know me
were you around when my mom left me at three?
were you around when I discovered through song, lyrically
I could make the rain of pain that visits me steadily miss a beat?
please. What makes you think you're better than me?
what in your past that you've had,
puts you in your own class
and makes you think that you bastards are more clever than me?
you're just a flea dog, and you're tickin me off
thinkin i'm soft, I'm a flame and you're a moth
the fire of my desire is so sick it has a cough
so everytime I open my mouth I produce art
and all you do is talk shit
my brain goes a million miles everytime that I wake
and I can't shake the feeling that really I wasn't meant for this (life)
It's like I'm crazily wasting all my intelligence (my light)
doesn't shine as brightly, so I smoke weed nightly
until I'm high-ly enlightened, but its frightening cuz I don't know
I'm slowly losing hope, unfocused and lost
can't even find a fork in the road, I'm at a loss
for words, verbs and nouns,
no part of speech can describe how my self-esteem got shot down
flying higher than a bird, a virgin to touching ground
until a version of my worst fear got a gun and a hound
it's open season on my feelings, emotions are near extinct
going the way of the do-do so i don't know what to think
yea these critics are assholes but they insist that I stink
they're throwing everything at me and started with the kitchen sink but
I'm just joey Perry, I'm just a regular guy I don't know why
all the fuss about me
I smoke weed, roll blunts all day, so yes naturally
I'm highly enlightened you can't out-light or even match me
Bro I'm jack, you don't know me
were you around when my mom left me at three?
were you around when I discovered through song, lyrically
I could make the rain of pain that visits me steadily miss a beat?
please. What makes you think you're better than me?
what in your past that you've had,
puts you in your own class
and makes you think that you bastards are more clever than me?
you're just a flea dog, and you're tickin me off
thinkin i'm soft, I'm a flame and you're a moth
the fire of my desire is so sick it has a cough
so everytime I open my mouth I produce art
and all you do is talk shit