(Abba Lang) Lyrics below. Produced by QFormat. Remix it on bit.ly/JAM_Web
And this above all: to thine own self be true
Be honest to yourself...
(Apparently) everyone living in a fantasy Caught up in the bullshit lost in the fallacy (So merrily), no longer on Earth but living heavenly Blinded by the big picture. What you call reality (False melody). Making you rise but fall steadily All the things you own have you weighed down heavily (No remedy) To always be searching but no serenity Can’t even get clemency not even in double jeopardy (Uncertainty) Into the abyss, not doing swimmingly Oh the depravity but I guess that’s how it’s gotta be (A recipe) just one step from a catastrophe Have to figure a way to hold it down like gravity Coz before you know it you fall face flat All the way out with no way back Where it’s payback for those who fake that Better slow your roll if you can’t take that: play that!
Be honest to yourself To the face in the mirror Be honest to yourself Don’t you ever ever lie
It’s not too complicated To make it all right It’s not too complicated But we make it that way It’s not to complicated To make it all right So not complicated Why we make it that way
When I say we gon’ rise I mean we gon’ rise To the top and get the prize, cut the game down to size & Recognise the real lies so you can realise The truth no one denies like the daily sunrise In the morning get your hustle on Standing strong! Mad Max up in the Thunderdome Playing the Game of Thrones grinding since the break of the dawn Family back at home wanna get their bacon on On the hunt alone get my master blaster on To each his own bitch I’m grown & i'm in the zone The game is on I posterize like Karl Malone Get it? I’m supposed to rise like Karl Malone I look around I see clearly something’s going wrong I look around but don’t see no place where I belong I see a broken a world caught up in some thunderstorms Blood money made while we trapped in telephone It's time to terraform
