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Somewhere Else


Artist: Zeds Dead
Genres: Electronic
Total songs: 8
Year: 2014

Stoned Capone Lyrics - Somewhere Else - Zeds Dead

From the essence in my being to the judgement of my keeper 

I'm not scared, no prayers, you can tell it to the reaper 

I've concluded it's illusion's just a figment of my thoughts 

People really need to listen but they all prefer to talk 

Off the top I'm a fucking God 

Raise hell, all hell who the fuck are ya'll? 

I'm in the mood that belong in a zoo 

I'm the ostrich that flew 

Don't gotta see it to believe it 

Ask your momma, it's true 

 

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I fly away The walls are peeling, my heart is beating in unison 

If I am me and you are you then who is him? 

If all these peasants have power then who the fuck is king? 

I see the man in the mirror, call him my lonely twin 

I see these things all around me falling like snow 

Evaporating into nothing, so deeper downward we go 

The rabbit hole never full it rabidly take a hold 

It's been a different experience for every rabbit I know 

So let's walk in this green park 

I am lost in you sweetheart 

Let it go for the time being 

Be yourself, don't you mind me 

 

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I see the life you leading, leading to a life of meaning 

Bleeding out my mind like I don't like the way you're fucking breathing 

Blinded by the media, our chance to see is ever fleeting 

When will we awake, the countless sheep will only help the sleeping 

Help the needy, I wish I could but I am hella greedy 

Sitting in my office counting money while I'm watching TV 

I am the genie that never granted your wishes 

And now you work washing dishes while I'm at home with your Mrs 

A couple zannies in my phanny bag will keep you mellow 

Blunted in the couch until my limbs will start to feel like jello 

Hello, hi there, I'm scared of my nightmares 

I'm lazy as fuck but my mind busy as time square 

You in a high chair getting force fed, it's horse shit 

Try to fight it, it only render you more sick 

You should know that I lost it, left my key on the doorstep 

Tripping on my own ego, don't ever try it, it's toxic 

 

I fly away 

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