you yes you
you don't know me but we're birds of a same feather, and same broken wing, the same things that made you stand in the rain soaked me wet too. yours left you alone mines left me burdens. youhad to walk or eat, and had to exhaust yourself and keep working I was caged and forced to fight for the same reason, they didn't believe in me.
you don't know me but I see you in the eye and your anger is in my eyes too, I see your stripes tiger, and touch my striped coat, I was there in the ditch and I'm wearing scales of jade too.
you don't know me and I just knew you because of the bright light around you, how weird seeing gold and black ribbeted by pastel and sunbeams when the gold is cold and the black hurts, the other buds give you a bright ellegant light. I wear black too but no gold for me yet, no charter flights, no up up up up and up, no rise rise rise rise yet
I see your scar and the light of hope in you here and there, I see the light of hope from my dark corner but I do not resent you brother I'm happy for you.
the voice the raw the edge, I feel it I hear it I understand it.yet I have not the right to enjoy it, the shame of singing along happy toones, no chance to be the one telling others off, I have yet to weather the storm, my debut is not here yet even when the snow have come.
wish the 13's were mine, not the 13th, is not envy, its loneliness and this is my 2016 to let out the pain. one day I'll rule over them too, one day I'll look them down and order off with their heads too, one day I'll be the one with the royal march
you came new friend to fill the boyd he left, the blue eyes and stupid smile, you came my friend to fill the empty left when his voice got silenced by cold hands of the pale horse
you came to make me write again my boy you came to make me strong again, I do not want to lose stripes I do not want to be tamed, I refuse to fall back on the ditch, I am no nobi, so wait for me where my own shadow will look huge too.
There I see my smile florishing again, you gave me back the thing I needed most
hidden for so long from my fingers and my mouth, there I see them coming back, my words
you got me out of 9 years of still stale air, and I won't go back to that
in order to be the tiger, in order to not be called pup, in order to be the pale one I have to clean up my cluthered head, in order to wear proud what was hidden in there
one day
you don't know me but I see you in the eye and your anger is in my eyes too, I see your stripes tiger, and touch my striped coat, I was there in the ditch and I'm wearing scales of jade too.
you don't know me and I just knew you because of the bright light around you, how weird seeing gold and black ribbeted by pastel and sunbeams when the gold is cold and the black hurts, the other buds give you a bright ellegant light. I wear black too but no gold for me yet, no charter flights, no up up up up and up, no rise rise rise rise yet
I see your scar and the light of hope in you here and there, I see the light of hope from my dark corner but I do not resent you brother I'm happy for you.
the voice the raw the edge, I feel it I hear it I understand it.yet I have not the right to enjoy it, the shame of singing along happy toones, no chance to be the one telling others off, I have yet to weather the storm, my debut is not here yet even when the snow have come.
wish the 13's were mine, not the 13th, is not envy, its loneliness and this is my 2016 to let out the pain. one day I'll rule over them too, one day I'll look them down and order off with their heads too, one day I'll be the one with the royal march
you came new friend to fill the boyd he left, the blue eyes and stupid smile, you came my friend to fill the empty left when his voice got silenced by cold hands of the pale horse
you came to make me write again my boy you came to make me strong again, I do not want to lose stripes I do not want to be tamed, I refuse to fall back on the ditch, I am no nobi, so wait for me where my own shadow will look huge too.
There I see my smile florishing again, you gave me back the thing I needed most
hidden for so long from my fingers and my mouth, there I see them coming back, my words
you got me out of 9 years of still stale air, and I won't go back to that
in order to be the tiger, in order to not be called pup, in order to be the pale one I have to clean up my cluthered head, in order to wear proud what was hidden in there
one day