Closer (Kings of Leon Interpretation) by FindingItHarder, literature
Literature
Closer (Kings of Leon Interpretation)
Stranded in this spooky town Both broken down and we've been here for hours No more blackened smoke The fog broken up to the rubble I’d known In the moon I'd run Far from the carnage of this fiery sun Driven now with hands on your neck Showing no mercy, I'd do it again I open up my eyes You keep on crying, baby, I'll be too dry The way they turn to me I see a storm a-bubblin up from the sea And this can't be closer And this can't be closer You who went and shook my bones Leaving me stranded, how the hell could I cope Do you think of me Who are you now after the blood of everything This will do good when I'm old Just three weeks of chasing's already taken its toll And this can't be closer And this can't be closer And this can't be closer
I don't know what has become of me They turn to melody but all I see is apathy It's poetry Take out the meat And all you've got is some pretentious kid next to coffee with a 6-string What I bring Is what I think If 100% is criticism than I should deal in revisionism What a dead end job and a mom talking down your back Now you can't do this and you can't do that What does it mean when it's all a metaphor For myself, what else the hell for?
Whether in a place that shines or in ruin
Whether it makes sense or is just spewing
I want to be with you
I want to feel, I want to make what you do
I want to glide on waves like it were a clitche
Whether made in Bedlam or perhaps a Monae
But I feel weight
You to me I can't appease you
I don't need to feel you, maybe it's me who cannot be
I knew it, so sometimes I do it so slowly, tip-toeing
Hiding it like a trenchcoat so nobody knows
And nobody needs to be there, or object, or give me credit
As I step out of the exit of the 7/11
With headphones on, my world, nobody can touch it or guess it
Nobody can relate to it
Well, not quite, but I don't
Do they support you
Do they know you
Walking around like they own you?
Was it a skiing or freak accident?
Is it fun to act as if you're handicapped?
As people sign on your cast like half-removable tattoos
These, so-called battle scars don't put you in their shoes
Do you want to be someone else?
Or is this a stepping stone on your sense of self?
Well, perhaps you're average, a has-been, in someone else's skin
Written and stiff, and ready for deliverance
Pressing buttons you pressed already to make doors open for you?
Before it was so silly, but now you're a wreck without a door-stopper prince charming
You have bent
And you have broke
And som
Untitled (Title Pending) (Final Version) by FindingItHarder, literature
Literature
Untitled (Title Pending) (Final Version)
Things were always so complicated
I was never quite right
And I know I hate to say it, but | you've been on my mind
Through every road I chose
Through this distance, this divide
You were the one I always wanted
Wanted, all this time
That's why I'll do it
I'll move
To bring myself to you
If what they say is true (I would crawl to you)
I'll be there soon
There were times I tried surrender
There were times I tried to fight
There were times I wanted someone right there by my side
There were times I wished for freedom
When I really wanted peace
I vied for silence but wouldn't give myself relief
So I'll do it
I'll move
To bring myself to you
I
Casual Conversation #2: Hot Weather and Cruel Kids by FindingItHarder, literature
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Casual Conversation #2: Hot Weather and Cruel Kids
[J] Despite my best efforts, my home's become a heater
Nearly 103 over here, and I ain't talking bout a fever
[B] Florida's only 92, yet I have a secret to confide,
Regardless of the temperature, I'm always inside
[J] True dat, I stay inside, like a hermit
Sleeping with the jammy, I don't need nor got the permit
At the very least you got AC over there
To stay cool I must sequester myself downstairs
[J] Our rhymes are so fire though we wish they weren't
Cuz soon we might literally be burning
[B] Sick beats, strong lyrics and topics current
The fire may be too hot but we're known for never learning
[J] Though this is nothing like being stu
Casual Conversation (Rap Collaboration) by FindingItHarder, literature
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Casual Conversation (Rap Collaboration)
How are you doing this fine afternoon, my man? It's still morning where I am.
Well, playing some games, I woke up near eight.
Sleeping late was something I could always appreciate
I guess rest is something we all can, mate.
Yeah true. But school's coming and that can definitely wait
Much ado about nothing, that's on our plate.
I wonder how we met, the setting the place.
Especially how we started to communicate
Never went to invitations saying save the date
Standing by every faker all dressed in suede
It must have been fate then, we connected over the trait
Only to notice how dope each rap we made
Of course, we acknowledged how humble
Tofane (Collab with R-R-Eco) by FindingItHarder, literature
Literature
Tofane (Collab with R-R-Eco)
I don't know what I expected
I never planned this out, I had no intention
I'm not sure how it led to this
But sometime along we made a connection
Up and up and down the mountain
Some time spent then we come round again
Up and up and down the mountain
So then repeats the order of events
I don't want a concession
I would turn away if it's rejection
If I could prove my intentions
You'd know my love for you is uncontested
It grows to leaps and bounds like a mountain
No lounging around
No lingering doubts
Now the only thing I'm asking is for you to hear me out
Up and up and down the mountain
Some time spent then we come round again
Up and up a
The End of an Era (Rap Section) by FindingItHarder, literature
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The End of an Era (Rap Section)
As you're spending time, know it's only yours, not mine
Cuz this ain't the environment of the Stepford Wives
Right – back in the day we each had a say and had a way
And as we'd like to think our five minutes of fame
How strange it is now to see it change like this
What once had flavor is now dated and tasteless
Barely better to be together than locked away at Strangeways
Buckingham said it best, let's go our own way
Black Double Decker by FindingItHarder, literature
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Black Double Decker
Quick stop at the grocery shop
Grab a 6-pack 8 dollars a pop
The vineyard has plenty of wine
Likewise you find plenty
You seem to take any
Everything and anything
A new shame of any sin
And nothing best describes
What's left on your mind
I see you sitting right there and you're throwing your fits
Spewing "What did I do to de-serve this"
Well, have you got a couple cars, a weapon on you
Say that you'll go far, how that's going for you
Two beers on tap but no form of payment
You're outside face locked onto the pavement
The problem with your leisure
What's there to do to gain your pleasure
Not expecting any other
You're too dry to play it out