I was wondering what the reason for all this might be.
I mean, Is there really a meaning to all this insanity?
I mean, how much space really divides you and me?
I mean, how much space really separates our reality?
Please tell me if you know. I don’t think you do.
Please tell me if you think you know the truth.
Please tell me if you think you gotta handle of what’s goin’ on.
Cuz, I really don’t think you do and I don’t think you don’t.
Please tell me if you know what it feels like to cross to the other side of things and see things from someone else’s eyes.
I don’t really know if I have before myself.
But I know if I could I would and I know I would be a man full of wealth.
Can you please tell me if you know what’s going on.
Cuz I don’t think you do and I don’t think you don’t.
Can you please tell me if you are just a jack of spades because I think that is just the way it goes.
Freestyle: It’s not that easy to write a song and just speak from your heart and make it up as you go along. Sometimes you gotta do that because scripts are just that, they are scripted. And then you think it out you might change the thoughts instead of letting it out like the air rushing from the end of a balloon at a birthday party. And well, I don’t know where this is going cuz I never really planned it out. But I’m pretty sure that if I just keep on spitting it, it will be getting a little bit better. Cuz there are times in your life where you’re wondering where its all going and I know, and I know, and I know what that feels like. And I always have, always will. Man I Don’t really know how you feel. But I know that we’re all the same. We are just pawns in someone else’s game. I don’t want to be the king though, that’s a lot of responsibility. Oh no, sitting there can only move one space at a time. Rather be a rook or a bishop. Rather be a horse thing. I don’t even give a crap about names of such things because...
Can you please tell me, do you know what’s goin’ on?
Cuz I don’t really care if you do or you don’t.
Can you please tell me if you think you know where it all leads to.
Because I don’t think you really do.
Why you telling other people?
Why you telling me?
Why you telling little children?
Why you telling old ladies, old men?
Old people just want to hear a friend tell em’ how it goes.
That’s a big problem cuz nobody knows.