NPC Talks Again - Intellectual

I am turning left

And then up and then

Right in my bed

Making up all things

That are yet to be said

Waiting for the love

To spread thru my chest

And my heart

Goes Screaming out of beat

And out of the rhythm

Stuck right in the perfect profession

Living in the present is out of the question at times

You are going to

Tear it miles apart

You are going to

Throw it in the bin again

But this time i got preparations for that

Hello (chorus)

Rap

Who the hell do you think you are?

What gives you the guts to steal the rhythm of my heart!

And еven that at the time that you choosе

Well I'll be one to hit the snooze right this time

What air do you breath

Well wake up its just over now

Maybe used to be so stupid

But then i am not somehow

You use me like a mattress

To save you from the impact

But i never was the one to take you to those heights

How can i heal the things

I've never hurt

So be done with the calls

Once i send you this song

I'll gather up the courage to

Sing you this one

After all you have been the lyrics to the craft for so long