Dancing With The Shadows

[Verse 1: Synaptik]

Dancing with the shadows in your sister's wedding

I pray the war leaves a chance for love to kill them

Die a hero , or live to be a villain ?

This the New motto , got from television

You religious , why the fuck you need facts for ?

You make a lot of claims , i think you should rap more

They love my Sand lore , but my skin light

So if my face dont , maybe my rap might

,Blessed to have the tools to leave

But when i did it hurt , so much i couldn't believe

Spent half of my life trynna leave mid east

But will it take another half for it to leave me be ?

3 months in NY , working , smoking trees

And i don't know why i still don't find no peace

I think i'm still hooked , to the peninsula blues

Thanks for the tools , and putting me in these shoes

When small men cast big shadows, that’s when the sun sets

Yeah that’s when there’s unrest

When small men cast big shadows, that’s when the sen sets

And baby yeah I need some rest

Dancing with the shadows, I ain’t hiding from the light

I ain’t fighting these battles just waiting for the night

Aiming for the moon

Come get high, take you for a ride, let me take you on this flight

Dancing with the shadows at my Teta’s funeral

What I haven’t seen I make believe it’s beautiful

When you runaway, you can’t look back, enjoy the view

You look behind, you see a mirror, but don’t know it’s you

PTSD got me outta pocket like PSP

Insecure, I’m ending letters P.S. please, don’t BS me

Brain wash us, Soap Kills, at least we smell Yasmine

C’est la vie, we take anything free, so they sell us dreams

Self made, self aware but also self indulging

Save your judgement, I’m first to say I need adjustments

Frequent fly when I’m freaking out, how’d I figure out

To fix a problem, being distant is the quickest route?

I know it isn’t, but, I’m in Paris sipping up

Pastis, spinning up hasheesh other arabs giving us

Even if I can't find peace in the Middle East or me

There’s always a piece of the Middle East in me