MURS & SLUG - The Biggest Lie lyrics

rate me

The problem with me, is that I think too much

Relying on this pen and this ink too much

And I do too much, I'm always on tour

Accumulating points 'til I forgot about the score

And the problem with you, is you don't think at all

Your brains deadweight so you sink and you fall

You drink and you smoke 'til your motivations gone

And you know this is true, so you hate this song

The problem with me, is co-dependency

So afraid of the day that you won't remember me

Knee deep in anxiousness, needy like an infant

Escapism, beats rhymes alcohol and women

The problem with you, is you let your self stop believing

And now you're afraid of your own thoughts and feelings

Forgot how to share what I love most about you

Lost your voice, now no choice but to doubt you

Now the problem with the world, the lack of respect

For our earth, for our children, for the future we neglect

For the morals, for the values, for the god that we select

Millions die everyday without a cause to effect

The problem with the revolution, it's never gonna happen

Through these marches, through this music, through these motherfuckers rappin

Through these communists, these socialists, or any other faction

Armchair activists, all talk, no action

The problem with the people that I stay surrounded with

They all wanna replace faith with a psychologist

Bring the evolution, whether thinkin it's pollution

When they're swallowing the balance, and they're drinking the solution

The problem with the people that I won't stand next to

They don't hear the songs that we sing for the rescue

The keys of life, the basslines of sadness

So people that don't have, reach out and grab it

The problem with hip-hop... shit nothing at all

It's an artform that ranges and it changes it evolves

It's not always for the better, but be patient with it ya'll

For our time will come and the wicked will fall

The problem with this song, is it's not long enough to say

How fucked up it is that we living this way

Nothing is alright, but everything is okay

So we plan for tomorrow but we live for today

The problem with sex is self-respect, calibration

The orgasm services your validation

And the problem with love, is that it lives in a book now

The problem with drugs is that their too fucking good now

The problem with logic is there's too many loopholes

And the problem with truth is that it's usually brutal

The problem is I can't trust most of what I see

So fuck it all the problems of life must be me