Rebirth by Epiphanatic Lyrics
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
[VERSE ONE]
It could be distance
Or another form of self control
I measure up, the pleasure of
A helping hand to grow
The world is ripe
I find the might
Then turn a mic to gold
Pick apart the vine
And all the lies
That have been told
You spread a rumor
Like its a fuckin' disease
And i, shit on you youngin's
Like fertilzers to seeds
I wish i could make you see
How to walk in my shoes
How i strapped on my threads
And how i've gathered my tools
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
[VERSE TWO]
Could it be, that you were right
When you said, that i just might
Find a way to open up
And spread the love
Upon a mic
All the above
I call the doves
And somethin' takes em out of flight
Such a captivating sight
Something in another light
Uhh...
Now think for a second
What could possibly be next?
Could it just-so-fuckin'-happen
That they land upon my chest
Or could it be, this is a dream
And im just laid to rest
Well what the fuck would you expect?
That i wouldn't do my best?
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
{VERSE THREE]
What the fuck is life
Without dreams and aspirations?
Not a motherfuckin' thing
But infected, and contagious
So you prolly gotta face it
Im able, i track and trace it
Right back to the fuckin' basics
Yo
I'd hate to be fuckin' famous
And have to be fuckin' hated
For makin' a fuckin' statement
And basically pukin' pages
For bankers to earn their wages
The story of all the ages
Is an everlasting lie
In a better land
Am i?
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
[VERSE ONE]
It could be distance
Or another form of self control
I measure up, the pleasure of
A helping hand to grow
The world is ripe
I find the might
Then turn a mic to gold
Pick apart the vine
And all the lies
That have been told
You spread a rumor
Like its a fuckin' disease
And i, shit on you youngin's
Like fertilzers to seeds
I wish i could make you see
How to walk in my shoes
How i strapped on my threads
And how i've gathered my tools
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
[VERSE TWO]
Could it be, that you were right
When you said, that i just might
Find a way to open up
And spread the love
Upon a mic
All the above
I call the doves
And somethin' takes em out of flight
Such a captivating sight
Something in another light
Uhh...
Now think for a second
What could possibly be next?
Could it just-so-fuckin'-happen
That they land upon my chest
Or could it be, this is a dream
And im just laid to rest
Well what the fuck would you expect?
That i wouldn't do my best?
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?
{VERSE THREE]
What the fuck is life
Without dreams and aspirations?
Not a motherfuckin' thing
But infected, and contagious
So you prolly gotta face it
Im able, i track and trace it
Right back to the fuckin' basics
Yo
I'd hate to be fuckin' famous
And have to be fuckin' hated
For makin' a fuckin' statement
And basically pukin' pages
For bankers to earn their wages
The story of all the ages
Is an everlasting lie
In a better land
Am i?
[Chorus- Thea Alana]
He is lost on a road
Searching for a home
Carrying his dreams
Everywhere he goes
He is running alone
With his life on hold
Where should he go
Without a fall?