Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street, maybe love

(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I would like a black and white world like Pleasantville
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where I can't see the colors and I can turn them on
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where the color of your eyes can surprise me
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I don't take you then I don't even know how to lose you

Zero paranoia, think of a perfect life
But what a bore not to ever be in a hurry
With death waiting
Time slows down and ties your body to a hand
It's your security that torments me
I live in the uncertainty of being up to it
Pain caresses me, my heart breaks
But hatred is like love that travels at high frequency
I never felt suitable
But I don't regulate the impact of what I say I do (oh)
You want me to block, it's an abstract mechanism
You've been touching me for hours but I vanish to the touch (hey)
When I speak I feel a tremor
Like when they ask me if I believe in God
If you knew how many times I would have said goodbye
But reflected in your eyes I seem beautiful too
I see the sky crying
Hands on the hips
Your tired legs
Around my cheeks
Panting breath
Of those who do not regret
To give even blood if something is great
Integral part of what I have lived
The absolute value of lost time
The faults, the women I had
The kiss on the forehead that removes the cuckold sign

I would like to photograph you with your eyelids
To be reborn and fall in love while you watch me cry
Fight to deserve you
Tear down judgments about me
But we are two thrown stones returned diamonds
Two broken hearts with matching sides, you know

Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street, maybe love

(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I would like a black and white world like Pleasantville
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where I can't see the colors and I can turn them on
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where the color of your eyes can surprise me
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I don't take you then I don't even know how to lose you

I want to take a ride in the middle of your lips
Like on a beach
Your tongue wets me
I love to touch warm flesh
When your ass dances
While you walk naked around the room
We stay awake until dawn
With the world watching us
Bite my neck until it cuts
So the black of my body comes to the surface
You fell in love with a dead man who speaks
But with you it's different you know what I mean
I can talk to you even after I come
I stay to watch you while you sleep on my chest
My bed without you seems narrower and who would have thought
And now you rest
Remember our bodies melted in osmosis
Songs ruined by morbid relationships
They make us jealous until we become hateful
Like when you listen to other rappers
And I think they caress your ears
Through the headphones
I have to breathe through cigarettes
Count to seven
Then cut them all into pieces
People don't understand passages
You look for landscapes in my tattoos
That silent I send messages
Because I am the drug you taste in free dosages

And when you cry drunk you put the uramaki in the insomnia sauce
It's all normal and you fall on me like rain in the form of a woman
If I touch your image then it fills the chasm
Of pages that take too many souls from the margin
To be so stable when I'm the most fragile
I write about bitter tears to love tears (come on)

Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street, maybe love

(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I would like a black and white world like Pleasantville
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where I can't see the colors and I can turn them on
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
Where the color of your eyes can surprise me
(Feelin' high, feelin' down, feelin' high, feelin' how?)
I don't take you then I don't even know how to lose you

Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street

Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street, maybe love

Something's got a hold on my mind
Living in a life that's not mine
Know there's a millions of folks to me, but
They just pass in the street

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