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Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through
Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fucking depressed
I just can seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
And the right thing for me to pick that mic back up
I don't know how I pry away
And I ended up in this position I'm in
I starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to beat this pain
Up and tried to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit
Or come to grips, with the fact that
I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
I know some shits so hard to swallow
And I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact
I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Copy
One tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you have to walk a thousand miles

kertosäe:
Walk my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Looking shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful oh
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful oh
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
Just as soon as I walk in
It's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation
Like I want that...
I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need fucking man serving
Trying to follow me around, and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack
And half of them ain't even funny like that
Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn
Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes
And you don't have to walk no thousand miles

kertosäe

kertosäe2:
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful oh
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful oh
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you so

Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands with doubt
We have to take these cards ourselves
And flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could have either just
Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
But take this situation in which I'm placed in
And get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid
To wait but I know to unpack his bags
Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in
Every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standing there
Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this
Till I stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign poll at 8 years old
I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
Cause where you see it from where you're sitting
Is probably 110% different
I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each other's shoes, at least
What size you where?
I wear tens
Let's see if you can fit your feet

kertosäe

kertosäe2

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone... so
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through oh
Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you so

Yea... To my babies. Stay strong. Daddy will be soon
And to the rest of the world, god gave you the shoes
That fit you, so put em on and wear em
And be yourself man, be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny,
Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful

HYVÄÄ VAPPUA SINULLE!

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
it's a very, very mad world
mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
it's a very, very mad world
mad world

Enlarging your world
Mad world

"Irstas häiriintynyt pöpi, pöpi, pöpi",
Niin kuin pikkupojat ilmaisevat asiansa selkeästi.
Jonkinlainen kylmä ope, ope, opettaja,
Jonka esimerkin vuoksi puhdistamme lasejamme.
Hennot teiniviikset halkoo tuulta yössä,
Paholainen laskee lapsiansa kurjuutensa kukkuloilla.
Eksyneeltä näyttää, pallo, pallo, pallokala,
Ensimmäinen pienokainen pyörimässä pakkasessa.

Mua kuunnellaan.
Olen karannut kai jostakin laitoksesta,
Taikka kysymys on suuresta huijauksesta.
Mua kuunnellaan.
En avaudu enää kenellekään,
Jos se vie näin syvään ikävään.

"Vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei, me eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
No, vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei!"

Pakkolaskun lailla vilpittömät nuoret kasvot
Läjähtävät pöytää vasten, autuaat on ilmavoimat.
Kolme nuorehkoa, suhteellisen freshin oloista sydäntä
Mätkähtää mun lautaselle lounahalla.
Nautin kera suolan sekä pippurin
Ja pyydän tarjoilijaa tuomaan vielä hiukan valkosipulia.
Piru pääsee kohta valloillensa aivan,
Täytyy pyytää sitä poistumaan tai antautua suosiolla.

Mua kuunnellaan.
Olen pyytänyt kolmasti hoitajalta,
Että pois on sakset otettava soittajalta.
Mua kuunnellaan.
Olen turvassa tekniikan ympäröimänä,
Aivot on kahlittuna turvavöillä.


"Vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei, me eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
No, vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei!"

Jos mä oisin vaikka joku, joku, joku
Laulaja tai runoilija, taikka ihan vaan se taiteilija,
Sepittäisin jonkun kauniin, kauniin, kauniin
Runonpätkän, jolla sulattaisin pahimmatkin suolapatsaat.
Mutta koska olen Toni, Toni, Toni
Pekka Toropainen, niin "Iltatuulen viestin" tahtiin iltaruskoon
Liidän, niinkuin lokki. Vapaa, vapaa, vapaa
Olen lähtemään, mut jään, koska kaipaan ikävää.

Mua kuunnellaan.
Olen ylpeä, mutta vainoharhainen.
Kuunteleeko joku, kun mä pakoilen?
Hei, mua kuunnellaan.
On katoilla korvat ja lattioilla
Ja seiniin naulituilla varjoilla.

"Vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei, me eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
No, vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei!"

"Vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei, me eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
No, vittu, eletään
Vielä, kun ehditään.
Hei!"

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