Sage Francis - I Keep Calling Lyrics
AUTHOR: Sage FrancisChorusIntro:Pick up, Pick up...Pick up, Pick up...Verse One:Now I can't even think back. Self-induced amnesia has made its impact /Mental health produced at leisure was frayed once it was intact /I voluntarily refuse to remenisce /If I could choose any wish...I'd lose my genesis /And prove to my nemesis that I don't need Memory Lane on my way home /But I got lost and I needed a pay phone /Because I was in an unsafe zone...inside of a place unknown /Where unfamilliar faces roam (...and it's so strange)... /I've got no change...I could've sworn that I did when I left /My breath gets heavy with every lie and theft /I looked right and left...then I called people at my home collect /To tell them, "Things changed." But they just won't accept /I'm out of range...with no respect. Every time I asked for directions /All I got was dead ai, cut lines, and bad connections /People who would helo changed their number to unlisted /411 info left me unassisted. Wickedly twisted... /incidents. Is it coincidence? I choose to think so /Deep in thought, my eyes blink slow. Pictures appear like slide shows /My mind knows each and every single detail /Total recall is leaving me pale /Sick to my stomach...nautious...forces of nature bring my homing instinct /Its stink...is so distinct...now let me think...a minute /epiphany: This is the much traveled trail from my past /Now an unbeaten path...unfunny memories are now making me laugh.ChorusVerse Two:Haaaaaa! The flashbacks of my past acts are numerous /Since out the uterus...Earth encounters ain't been that humerous /heheheheh...my laugh lines have been faked for the last time /I'm past my prime. Climaxing again is a task of mine /I'm homeward bound. Break out the map and atlas /I ask gas station attendants...and they just act pissed /I'm black listed...for not staying true to white lies /I fight lies...in darkness...heartless...until the night dies /Then I shed some light on what's the matter /Reflections in the looking glass self scatter when the hard stares make it shatter /7 years bad luck? Time's irrelevant /I'm searching for signs of intelligent minds, but find the element /Which blinds what the hell I think. Now I'm thinking... /"What time is it?" I see the 12:00 blinking /Check the position...of the sun...to see there is none /I figure there's an eclipse...so I look away to save my wisdom /The solar system left me stranded in a universe /Where I do reverse psychology. Apologies are made through my verse /Ain't nothing to do but curse when I'm frustrated /Making people disgusted. Plus, I'm mistrusted and hated /That's an understatement, but who really cares about my failure years? /I'm on an expedition...following my trail of tears /From when I cried, but...it dried up...and vaporized /I played your game, so where's my consalation prize? I'm taking lies /from faking guys...and gals...who want to be my pals...and peers /At this here pace, it'll take me a thousand years /To fins my way back...encompassing what they lack /It cost me most of my life, but still I'm thinking about a pay back /Decapitated...I lost my head, and fear is activated /I'm in a fog. My blood, sweat and tears evaporated /I back track to find my lost sense of direction /Stop, look, and listen...before I cross the intersection /There's much construction. I'm signaled with morse code /to take a detour. Somehow I end up on an off road /I squint my eyes...trying to find some street signs /I can only read strong thoughts. These people have weak minds /Trapped in a desert that to me looks like a sandbox /With damn NARCS...hold up, son...I'm noticing some landmarks /I rack my brain...knowing that I can't attack in vane /Upon return I promised myself not to act the same /But every so often my selective screen memory...will be my enemy /Metamorphasize and say, "Remember me?" /Getting me petro...wish I could kill the retro /But heck no...to much of my past I just can't let go /I'm just a stone's throw away from my home turf...which really is this whole earth /But claims like that have no worth /epiphany: And then it hits me...the reason why I'm dizzy /Is because I've been traveling in circles keeping myself busy.(Where is he?)ChorusOutro:Deejay Perseus drumming.
