When the world is lost, oh you can feel at home in your head Just so you know When the world is lost, you can feel at home in your head One day I'll write a song You can sing along to Blame it on the music when it gets stuck up in your head Every time it's on you forget about your problems It's something you hold onto It's a love up in your chest Gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every time It's gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every time
I was only seventeen when I wrote my first verse Inspired by lonely beats and oh these b's [?] Don't rhyme with curse words like, can I beg your pardon Fuck you, can I say what's on my mind So one day I started filling up pages with songs I made from my life Now I'm hangin', so pay forward We're bored of the paper chase We ain't talkin' 'bout fame or fortune Made resume's from the pain We just sayin', let's make it awesome Prayin', it resonates Like Bansky spraypaintin' a portrait on the walls of corporate estates We be searching for that perfect moment A surge of inspiration A surge to evoke emotion, it's more than just entertainment It's normal to feel uncertain When caught in a dead end [?] change it Importance of being earnest Your purpose is calling, take it Let's just say, it ain't for the faint heart I'll make hard, never take a [?] Concentrate, start a conversation Spark a movement, instead of brainwashing my illusion Put faith in music Escape the bullshit just to get me through the day
One day I'll write a song You can sing along to Blame it on the music when it gets stuck up in your head Every time it's on you forget about your problems It's something you hold onto It's a love up in your chest Gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every time It's gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every time
Why [x8]
I wake up in the morning and I press play In the lab, won't see me 'til the next day Tryin' to stand out on that high vis We ain't tryin' to blend in like a fresh fade Flash it, under the street lights, Since I was knee high, to a grasshopper Read my art proper And I've never been obsessed with, tryin' to be the best fuckin' chart topper If you woulda told me ten year ago That these raps that I spit, that I crafted with This pad and pen Woulda took me round the planet and then back again I woulda laughed and said, that you're trippin' man But yo that was then, this is now And immaculate, perception of a dream that I seen Where I'd be without it, can't free without it Yeah I don't know, but what I do know Is I don't do shows, for no Cluedos If you're in the same boat then the same thing goes Don't lose hope, I salute you And this crew's sure to stay passionate Can you catch my drift We all have to vent, so spill that magic ink Grab a mic then patch it in
When the world is lost, oh you can feel at home in your head Just so you know When the world is lost, you can feel at home in your head One day I'll write a song You can sing along to Blame it on the music when it gets stuck up in your head Every time it's on you forget about your problems It's something you hold onto It's a love up in your chest Gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every time It's gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine You can blame it on the music every timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
