2MEX - Funny Isn't It lyrics

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It's funny how I see things that you can't see,

Like you loving me.

It's funny how I see things that you can't see,

Like you loving me.

Like me reaching out, like you moving back, at the speed of light

In the need of flight.

Where were you exactly when I needed you tonight

Entangled with depression in a 32 round fight

In a steel cage, barbed wire

Texas death match, feel rage, desire

My last breath... catch

Ain't no sweeter way to die

Than to see cyanide with no h m o love t k o

Aka no go.

Suicidal tendencies, concert, you wore a long skirt I rocked the long sleeve

I suffered a strong hurt and you were so wrong to leave

A tree, that's still growing

It kills me, never knowing, if you and I were never really true to fly

Directly into a mechanical fiery eye

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

What happened to the dream when you and I would walk on all continents

And speak in all consonants

Travel the world in search of our elders

To became word welders

I become vegan and dropped 40 pounds

I took you away from these pathetic drugged up clowns

And we would almost see, enormously, normalcy, that forces me

To run right at you I'm a man with no stature is what I manifacture

Factory direct and satisfactory respect, is why we are both so fantastically inept

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

It's funny how I see things that you can't see

Like you loving me

I'm doing 25 to life in a vocal booth, trying to squeeze the truth

Gold bars in a sun mosaic I'm too starve but I can't say to lay it

But I won't play it

Cause all players lose time, all games are in the mind

Tall flames, seem to crime

Falling face down, is a sign

Fuck a helmet, my only ailment is a one hundred and forthy-three thousand one hundred forty three mile derailment

All dares to delaware, are falling flares, neither here not there

With no confusion, you abuse me like a drug

For your amusement I bruse when we hug

A fifty foot ditch for a shrug

Is what I have dug, I drove around and let me mind paint a picture

No texture to the mixture

Can aid a fixture if you ain't got a place to stay

I no longer have a place to say

I am okay or anything to you

I could see right through you, I could see clear

Standing in the mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror

With every lower breath

My mind and body waste around this track into a slower death

I call him and soll em but what's left, and left, and left and left

It's funny how I see things that you can't' see

Like you loving me

It's funny how you see things that I can't see

Like dependencies