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sir jordaniüs - elevator music كلمات الأغنية

if i could chill with father time
i’d ask if he could spare me a dime so i could
buy back the lies that i sold to my mind
i’d probably end up as a better guy
but who am i to catechize what an alternate life would be like
(ah ha!) all that’s left is the ghost in me
(uh huh!) just a sh-ll of the former me
ay yo, i’m trying to catch my breath and stop to think
but the hands just keep on tick-tick-ing (time)
i’d ask if he could spare me a dime so i could
buy back all the lies that i sold to my mind
i’d probably end up as a better guy
but who am i to catechize what the alternate life would be like
(ah ha!) just got the epiphany
(uh huh!) am i just a sh-ll of the olden me?
ay yo, i’m trying to catch my breath and stop to think
but time-a keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping…
we’re slippin’ into the futuuuuaaaa!!!… (woo!)

cubicles full of chaos, but in the streets nothing seems lost
skeleton keys probably help me, but somebody thinks this is where i should be

i woke up, i found myself in a hotel, i tried to leave because the carpet floor smells
i waited for the maid, and listened for the doorbell, once she arrived i said, “farewell”
i gave her my keys and searched for the stairwell
but i bumped into a dude with a handful of coffee
ay yo, i kept on walking and just said “dude, i’m terribly sorry”
a lady was in labor three doors down, and right behind me some teens snuck out (woop!)
a bomb threat happened in the stairs last week, so the elevator was where the guard escorted me
i waited for the “ding” as the doors opened (unh!), looked inside, no faces of a friend
unfinished business made me want to search-a the halls
but them doors slammed shut just like another wall

so now i’m grinding, finding the longer i keep on trying to rewind
the moments where the light hadn’t found me yet
and pulled me out the dark, threw me upon the strange meadowlark, often i slip into regret
waltzing with kathy, light it up with stella, taking giant steps just to have a dance with naima
man, i had to take five to realize why everybody’s jumping around in the hopes of a lineup
1 for the money (2 for the show), and three to get ready for the blue rondo
tranquil outside, tsunami within, kick rocks, pickup sticks to build a condo made of tin
am i foiling my own plans (by second-guessing), or soiling my own pants (hesitating)?
it’s the fear of consequences or the feel of risking hit-and-miss to justify this taekwondo (heck no!)
because i just gotta find my zone, (yo), lest i end up lo(co)
trapped in a pseudo-reality like code lyoko falling for kyoshi warriors, unfortunately
i was much cornier than the man they foresaw with their cornea
(copernicus model lifted their eyes to the hills and revealed where the shadows come from)

man… if i could just chill with father time
i’d ask if he could spare me a dime so i could
buy back all the lies that i sold to my mind
i’d prolly end up as a better guy
but who am i to catechize what an alternate life would be like
(ah ha!) all that’s left is the ghost in me
(uh huh!) just a sh-ll of the former me
ay yo, i’m trying to catch my breath and stop to think
but the hands just keep on tick-tick-ing (time)
i’d ask if he could spare me a dime so i could
buy back the lies that i sold to my mind
i’d probably end up as a better guy
but who am i to catechize what an alternate life should be like
just got the epiphany
am i just a sh-ll of the olden me?
ay yo, i’m trying to catch my breath and stop to think
but time just keeps ooooonnnn slipping…
(we’re slippin’ into the future…)
ah, huh, ah, yeah!

cubicles full of chaos, but in the sheets nothin’ seems lost
skeleton keys would probably help me, but somebody thinks soon i am going to see…

so, so here’s to hoping (i’ll) be (right) on time
and i’m praying that the future turns out bright

driftin’ away like a feather in air
lettin’ the words take me away from the hurt and despair, until i…
(yeah, make a good future, yah, ah, let’s make a good future now)
keepin’ it vertical, forever elevatin’
ridin’ the escalator to this somethin’ that is greater

(yeah, so here’s to hoping)
i’ll be
right
on
time

- sir jordanius

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