dezhope
Location:
LOS ANGELES, California, US
Type:
Artist / Band / Musician
Genre:
Hip Hop / Acoustic / Folk
The problem is all inside your head
She said to me.
The answer is easy if you take it logically
Id like to help you in your struggle to be free
These words repeated in my head so perfectly.
Staring at the wall
At my desk
In a ball. Always a mess
Afterall, I confessed before
Why again must I press
Down?
So damn hard on my chest.
I just want to lay down.
Apart from the stress
But Im at work
And nothing is left
But to sell my heart on this internet.
I start to get into it.
But my boss passes by and asks me
about a fed ex
package
And wonders if I sent it yet
I said yes
And cried inside
A grown man in flip flops
Trying to hide
A swallowed pride, chapped lips
And Tired feet that smell FUNKE.
9 to 6, 5 days out of the week
Is somethingLike heartbeats pumping
Drums thumping, people running,
Racing to the weekend, always seeking beacons of hope,
Begging D.J.s they believe in
To supply the dope. Cause Dez always Hope.
Hanging from ropes, dangling like reminder notes.
And just when I forget
Its 6 oclock and Im outside the box
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