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Текст песни Atmosphere - Trying to Find a Balance

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[Slug]They love the taste of bloodNow I don`t know what that means, but I know that I mean itMaybe they`re as evil as they seemOr maybe I only look out the window when it`s scenic"Atmosphere finally made a good record."Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincingThe last time I felt as sick and contradictive as thisWas the last time we played a show in Cinnci`"Get real." they tell meIf only they knew how real this life really getsThey would stop acting like a silly bitchThey would respect the cock whether or not they believed in itDoesn`t take much and that`s messed upBecause these people do a lot of simple shit to impress usWhile everyone was trying to out-do the last manI was just a ghost trying to catch some Ms. Pac-manHello ma`am, would you be interestedIn some sexual positions and emotional investmentsSee, I`m not insane, in fact I`m kind of rationalWhen I be askin`, "Yo, where did all the passion go?"East coast, West coast, down South, MidwestNowadays everybody knows how to get freshSomebody give me a big yes (YES!)God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (And kept it!)Now I`m too fucked up to danceSo I`ma sit with my hand down the front of my pantsYou can`t achieve your goals if you don`t take that chanceSo go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)[Chorus x2]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jesterTreat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leperYou see me move back and forth between bothI`m trying to find a balanceI`m trying to build a balance[Slug]So now I keep a close eye on my petsBecause they make most of they moves off of instinct and senseIt`s eat, sleep, fuck in self defenseSo straight you can set your clocks and place betsWait, let`s prey on blind, deaf, dumb, deadHustle, maybe a couple will love what you saidEmcees drag their feet across a big naked landWith an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of handsYeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA`LL!Stop writin` raps and go play volleyballGotta journey the world in a hurryCause my attorney didn`t put enough girls on the juryGuilty of droppin` these bombs in the cityBut I`m innocent, love is the motive that`s why you`re killin `emGuilty of settin` my fire in all fiftyBut I`m innocent, blame it on my equilibrium[Chorus x2]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jesterTreat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leperYou see me move back and forth between bothI`m trying to find a balanceI`m trying to build a balanceI gotta find my balanceI gotta find my balance[Slug]Now all my friends are famousIt`s either one thing or anotherThey all don`t know what my name isProbably know both of my brothersThe one is a hard workin` saviorThe other`s a hard workin` soldierI`m just your next door neighborWorkin` hard at tryin` to stay soberYou wait for the car at the cornerPretend like you know what the plot isWon`t quit till I hit CaliforniaAnd make you my Golden State goddess

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