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Sound Of Growing Up The Drifting

If i drift into a day dream I will melt away the real things that I tried so hard to find And my hands, they are useless while I fumble through the ashes

Don?t refrain, and don?t drift, they will praise lyricist When I come, stepping to the pace of my drums Deep down, there's a sound, it's growin' rapidly

no one's listening Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up screaming Wake up

Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock Some say it came from Memphis down in Tennessee Or it drifted

feel guilty, don't go crazy Don't get paranoid with me" The arrogance of the youth You wanna prove something Picking up a microphone Starts one thinking older As the fear starts to grow

my shit, so peep my drift I hope y'all don't think you're helping me out with that shit That shit stressin' me out Nickel nine is blowin' up Christmas

? drifting in and out his mind never rests lying in shadows replaying a thousand regrets can you hear me am i getting through? a million miles away or here beside you? drifting

't hug my babies If I drift and slept in Hades" It's crazy how niggaz be killin', be sayin' they ready to die You ready to die? I'm ready to live, nigga, grow up

upright, but as still as the first. MARTIANS: Ulla! Ul-! JOURNALIST: Abruptly, the sound ceased. Suddenly, the desolation, the solitude, became unendurable. While that voice sounded