Buried the Day - Tom Rosenthal

Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that's just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna to be famous? Do you really wanna be a superstar? Do you really wanna get dangerous? Do you even know where the groupies are? Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around, everything changes It feels like I've been buried alive Everything happens for a reason People only in your life for seasons Word to Aunt Viv Death and taxes that's all we given You can make a life but can't make a livin' You can make it work but that still ain't driven Give a lot but that still ain't givin Livin' life like this ain't real though Every night like this I feel so Dead wrong, collision is head on My vision is dead and gone Perception of right and wrong I been here so very long Right here in this very song Look around everything changes Seem like everybody just strangers Don't go outside cause it's dangerous Why everybody wanna be famous I'm so OCD if they notice me I might jump out the grave so they know it's me Man everybody want this shit for free Hand out palm up when they get to me In my mind no I never let it get to me Everybody got a turn will it get to me V's up motherfucka that's victory Tell me why what I'm doing ain't shit to me, damn Buried alive, buried alive Will I survive? Buried alive I gotta know I gotta know It feels like i've been buried alive Buried alive Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that's just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna to be famous? Do you really wanna be a superstar? Do you really wanna get dangerous? Do you even know where the groupies are? Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around, everything changes It feels like I've been buried alive Let it breathe I'm feelin' this villainous feelin inside of my mind Every time that I'm willing I feel like I'm killin' my dreams When that voice goes nah, nah, nah Listen up now Love it or hate it, never debate it, you can never degrade it While all these other motherfuckers probably thinking I made it My mind jaded no I never evade it I elevate it just to keep it innovative (innovative) God damn, bring it back now Blowin' up like Iraq now RattPack put me on the map now No we never back down Just take my time, I just take my time I know, Imma get it like this So everyone know that I did it like this Yeah, I know Imma take my time Battle the image inside of my mind I know, Imma keep going Tell me I can't but I'm already knowing I know, I'm gonna rise Even though I've been buried alive Buried alive, will I survive? I gotta know I gotta know It feels like I've been buried alive Buried alive Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that's just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna to be famous? Do you really wanna be a superstar? Do you really wanna get dangerous? Do you even know where the groupies are? Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around, everything changes It feels like I've been buried alive Let it breathe Outkast A Tribe Called Quest The Red Hot Chili Peppers And films by Quentin Tarantino Were in rotation constantly Throughout the duration of this album's creation

Oh baby, don't you know we've all got hidden treasures Do you remember such a time Before it was a sin to call yourself a dreamer And treasure was a thing to hide Buried in the woods where no one goes Hidden in a sailor's chest of oak In a place where only you would know Promise me that you'll tell me when I'm getting hotter I want to see your silver shine Under the moon one night carved in alabaster I wanna see your treasure shine Not buried in the woods where no one goes Hidden in a sailor's chest of oak In a place where only you would know Oh baby, don't you know we've all got sunken treasures Down at the bottom of the blue But old Poseidon, he can't keep it there forever 'Cause I can see the gold in you Buried in the sea a league below Hidden in a sailor's chest of oak In a place where only you will know Buried in the woods where no one goes Hidden in a sailor's chest of oak In a place where you and only you could know Could know Could know

Got a good reason For taking the easy way out Got a good reason For taking the easy way out, now She was a day tripper One way ticket, yeah It took me so long to find out And I found out She's a big teaser She took me half the way there She's a big teaser She took me half the way there, now She was a day tripper One way ticket, yeah It took me so long to find out And I found out (Hey) Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah Ah Tried to please her She only played one-night stands Tried to please her She only played one-night stands, now She was a day tripper Sunday driver, yeah It took me so long to find out And I found out Day tripper (yeah) Day tripper, yeah Day tripper Day tripper, yeah Day tripper

Where is the moment we needed the most You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost They tell me your blue skies fade to gray They tell me your passion's gone away And I don't need no carryin' on You stand in the line just to hit a new low You're faking a smile with the coffee you go You tell me your life's been way off line You're falling to pieces every time And I don't need no carryin' on Because you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don't lie You're coming back down And you really don't mind You had a bad day Oh you had a bad day Will you need a blue sky holiday? The point is they laugh at what you say And I don't need no carryin' on You had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don't lie You're coming back down And you really don't mind You had a bad day Ooh, a holiday Sometimes the system goes on the blink And the whole thing turns out wrong You might not make it back and you know That you could be well oh that strong And I'm not wrong So where is the passion When you need it the most? Oh you and I You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day You've seen what you like And how does it feel for one more time? You had a bad day You had a bad day

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour