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Robscure - The Wheel lyrics

Artist: Robscure

album: The Wheel


(The mind was tabula rasa)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Just the harmony on the chorus part)
Keep growing, growing, growing
Growing, growing big and strong
Keep going, going, going
Going, going til we're gone
Unh
The mind was tabula rasa
Absent as were our fathers
Prime attention was squandered
On writing raps all the time in class
Afterwards getting talked to
Nodding, but eyes were wandering
Wondering bout that someone
She was divine, he was defined by that which he wanted
Basking, in every passing glance was the sun
Glorious
Summer couldn't come fast enough
He perhaps was another story
And now they're all just in storage
Collecting dust in our memories as we grow up
I'd like to think the entropy don't touch the nostalgia
Frozen like bugs in amber, forever holding a pose
But
I don't know, I suppose
It's highly probable we're the butt of the joke
But we chose
To focus on just the bud of the rose
Reaching for something
Eyes to the sky, stubbing our toes
Knowing nothing's forever
But bread'll butter the toast
So we're told
So we mold
And slowly crumble and mold
Til we're nothing but crumbs under the rug in somebody's home
I can feel it in my bones on these country roads
Maybe tell you all its secrets if it opens up
They told us you'll understand when you're old enough
Keep growing, growing, growing
Growing, growing big and strong
Keep going, going, going
Going, going til we're gone
Well lately I been finding it harder
To open up my mouth without sounding like a martyr
Like another no-starter ready to give his heart away
I never tried to barter with the fates
But I may a break just to say that you're late to the game
If you came to play, I'm sorry, it's already been played
It's already been paid for, probly at your expense
I would try to show more sympathy
But it's only regret
And thats just what you get
And it's just what we deserve
It's just another step toward another lesson learned
Like I burn for the past
So I try to keep it present
I yearn for the claps
So I try to keep impressing
I try to keep em guessing like a game of Guess Who
I'm here to make an impression, in an attempt to get through
If it's even just a second that'll do
The connection is the blessing that I choose
I'm making little steps to keep me inching
Toward that something sweet
Taking deeper breaths
I'm having nicer thoughts and better dreams
Decided that the best that I can do should be enough
I'm making sure the rest of what I do
Ain't done destructively
I wish that I believed in fiction more than in what's real
I'd say I'm smoking less, sleeping better, eating better meals
But really I'm just another clever ape tryna feel, and
I liked it better before we invented the wheel
Keep growing, growing, growing
Growing, growing big and strong
Keep going, going, going
Going, going til we're gone

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