Bliss N Eso - Watchdog Water Dragons lyrics

[Bliss:]

I guess that I'm just a jar drifting by the tide

And I hope that a star will lift me to reside

In the hands of a single soul that can relate

To these crawling, my fingers cold, still relate

By the force, that draws the cogs in my clock work

The lights my way through the fog in the hot dirt

In the youth its just blowing in the wind

And ya see the truth and they throw you in a spin

Its a vicious cycle it wont clean the stain

And I think it's vital I dont seem the same

When I look in the mirror see the long hall bound

When I'm stumbling, crumbling and it all falls down

Like do ya feel the rythym and like

Will ya still be livin a lie

Will ya kneel and listen to yourself

The only person who can peel the prison walls away

They all fall to dust

And ya'll are saying we can call it trust

And if we call it trust

Then all of us

Can get down together and live tall and just

Cause ive never plucked an eyelash out and wished it goodbye

I said ive never plucked an eyelash out and wished this could fly

Into books, poems, stars bloom and movies

Theme park themes, dark cartoons and scoobie

It sooths me

Its all the same dont confuse me

Or to video games create the music

Just use it

Children, thankyou very much

I'm aware that you're building a sanctuary up

Cause reality creates the sadness

We rely on these things to escape the madness

Like doin those "that I can tell by your stare"

I'll come around and said we're both aware

My first tv murder the night in anti-poor

My hole into a closet of 1984

But when I wrote something lovely with my ink

I stopped being humpty dumpty on the brink

Of losing my balance I found it shit

It was a point man

The feeling I get when im alone but we join hands

Chilling out but im bound by a necklace

I dont know but I get a little reckless

And if I dont make it to the end of the road

I dont even know the weight that i will unload

I wish I could relapse another time

Turn back the tap discovered rhymes

Back and forth, forth and back

Ya'll pulled me in but cord went snap

[Chorus x2: Eso:]

Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbeque outside or

In doors jam packed in the club

Goin 60 in ya car you can feel it in your blood

Lets build a world of our own so start to gather rocks

The shire's known chatterbox

To build a home for un-fartherd kids

And guide the population across the harbour bridge

The hardest is controlling

By Watchdog Water Dragons

I'll never stop writing

Thats just a great authour's passion

To write a million books and not look back at one of them

And to notice when the children look

It's something that the buildings took

From their natural purpose

And in a state like this I could never be nervous

This is my house, my crib, my kindom

Where the floor-boards creek and the kids keep singing

We live each season

Just to give beats reason

Step into my house, all kids leave dreamin

Vanilla sky walking with a halo and some cannabis

My t-shirt reads minoritys in managment

And yeh thats right I'll die for this habbitat

Fly young poet, fly and bring the majic back

This nest is home, home is nest

I wanna rest my dome I wanna hold your breast

If the world would give me a chance and I could witre on by

And fly just like a kite in the sky

See this matchstick, signifies my love

It wont burn out it will only rise above

What a view from here

We survived the flood

Too many blind and deaf to hear the cries of doves

Anymore cause the parks been crushed by the building

And the view has been, replaced by a ceiling

Plus the carpark was a paradise underneath

That ground wont be free to breathe

So i ride on a dragon and my couch is a tiger

To stop the towns flooding and the houses on fire

But no thats not true reality's a bitch

Stuck in a catagory when your sanity is shit

So, capture my love whenever you feel it

They say thats just mud, he doesn't have feelings

Well I do and its true I cover the canvis

Me and strawberry fields looking for answers

And i wanted was a mansion for my mother

Phat houses all around the world for my brothers

Flowers in the pavment

A world that sings

Studios in every basement

And girls with wings

[Chorus: x4]

Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbeque outside or

In doors jam packed in the club

Goin 60 in ya car you can feel it in your blood