Lyric Context Universe
the other one was you
recognition
in the strangest places
the other one was you
recognition
in the strangest places
i just wanted to be recognized
now i'm having recognition recognition
recognition
i just wanted to be recognized
now i'm having recognition recognition
recognition
you are my one ambition
show me your recognition
it's getting better all the time
you are my one ambition
show me your recognition
it's getting better all the time
put yourself in her position
all she needs is recognition
love's not enough when you say it
put yourself in her position
all she needs is recognition
love's not enough when you say it
my back to the water
my feet in the sand. finding no recognition as each sign of life invades the precision of this aging land. an abandoned flipper in a world of storms. there's a man on the shoreline with a white parakeet trying to make his bird go home. with increasing continuity endless space gazes 'round the periphery not disheartened
wearing it's most inexpressible face. my instinct is double as the waves roll by
my back to the water
my feet in the sand. finding no recognition as each sign of life invades the precision of this aging land. an abandoned flipper in a world of storms. there's a man on the shoreline with a white parakeet trying to make his bird go home. with increasing continuity endless space gazes 'round the periphery not disheartened
wearing it's most inexpressible face. my instinct is double as the waves roll by
since now
it's fucked up beyond all recognition
just a symptom of the time
since now
it's fucked up beyond all recognition
just a symptom of the time
i'm gonna follow you
all i want's some recognition
i wanna be somebody too
i'm gonna follow you
all i want's some recognition
i wanna be somebody too
and what you got in the bag?
non-recognition is the way to keep everything you want to hide
you stay on that side now
and what you got in the bag?
non-recognition is the way to keep everything you want to hide
you stay on that side now
traveling in darkness
afraid of recognition
evil ambitions
traveling in darkness
afraid of recognition
evil ambitions
unholy sepulture yet to be revealed
decayed beyound recognition
preparing the form of a black mass
unholy sepulture yet to be revealed
decayed beyound recognition
preparing the form of a black mass
at nine years old there's no such thing
it wasn't recognition of her face
what brought me back was a familiar mark
at nine years old there's no such thing
it wasn't recognition of her face
what brought me back was a familiar mark
a bit of peace
no recognition please
that's the last thing that i want
a bit of peace
no recognition please
that's the last thing that i want
walk among the dead
i'm insane. in the eyes of recognition
i can feel the darkness
walk among the dead
i'm insane. in the eyes of recognition
i can feel the darkness
but youthful idealism is no longer welcome here. i'm not dead yet. hopes not dead yet. a hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the charity of last years hell. your vain eyes show no respect
just loss of recognition broken spirit burnt out will. sing a song of cynicism a foul smell of shit decay and degradation in the midst of celebration. i'm not dead yet. hopes not dead yet.
end
but youthful idealism is no longer welcome here. i'm not dead yet. hopes not dead yet. a hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the charity of last years hell. your vain eyes show no respect
just loss of recognition broken spirit burnt out will. sing a song of cynicism a foul smell of shit decay and degradation in the midst of celebration. i'm not dead yet. hopes not dead yet.
end
couple bars of the dirty lean how these people even friends to me they wanna wear my shoes and they envy me
now i'm getting recognition these fake yutes really want my position so i just tellem' like ten times now we're never ever solo
now we're never ever solo
couple bars of the dirty lean how these people even friends to me they wanna wear my shoes and they envy me
now i'm getting recognition these fake yutes really want my position so i just tellem' like ten times now we're never ever solo
now we're never ever solo
erykah on my hotline
recognition from a great
man
erykah on my hotline
recognition from a great
man
coming from another car?
broken recognition
no one has a clue where we are
coming from another car?
broken recognition
no one has a clue where we are
hopelessly caught in emptiness
recognition of boredom. arms are weak
my feet are stiff & cold
hopelessly caught in emptiness
recognition of boredom. arms are weak
my feet are stiff & cold
that what i give is never what i get
a bittersweet recognition
if you won't change i can't make you
that what i give is never what i get
a bittersweet recognition
if you won't change i can't make you