So Certain – Jordan~Jay (Produced by J-Pham & Jay)
==Chorus==
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
==Verse One==
It’s Like I’m Starting To Notice, Stars Shine Better In The Dark
And Some Of My Brightest Ideas, Come From The Heart
The Things I Forget Often Are The Things That Hurt The Most
Sometimes The Things I Talk About I Should’ve Not Boast
My Mistakes Of The Past, Will Quickly Catch-up
When The Time Comes For The Darkness To Come To The Light
Always Seem To Be Fighting, But Always For What’s Right
See I’ve Fought For A Lot Of Things, In My Young Life
An- I’ve Done A Lot Of Things, But Probably Not Right
An- I Believe That The World Throws It Back At Me Every Time
An- Even The Devil Will Use It As Blackmail To Tempt Me
When The World Is Under Siege, Because No One Believes
Beyond What They’ve Seen, So What’s The Right Thing
Should I Believe In Angles And Demons, Or Only What’s Seen
While I Have Unanswered Questions, That Weigh Heavy On My Mind
I’m Forced To Make Complex Decisions That Could Ruin My Life
==Chorus==
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
==Verse Two==
It’s A Shame Some Of My Gifts Are Starting To Resemble Curses
No Matter How Clean The Image, I Still Have Foul Words In Verses
I Keep On Talking, Cause Ya’ll Don’t Seem To Listen
Is It That Irrelevant, Or Is It Above Your Discussions
It’s Kinda Funny How My Entire History Amounts To About Nothing
And Even My Favorite Lyrics Fail To Compare In Meaning
The Stories I’m Writing About, Have A Much Deeper Meanings
But Most Of Ya’ll Wouldn’t Understand So I Leave A Lot Of It Out
Like My Dreams Are Nightmares, And My Nightmares Are Often
Like I’m Still Breathing But I’m Laying In A Coffin
And How Besides From Family Most People Cant Be Trusted
It Comes From Growing Up Picturing Blood On The Walls
And Feeling Presents At The End Of The Hall
Parents And Friends Are Quick To Write It Off
It’s Easy To Rationalize These Demons In The Dark
But It’s Impossible To Comprehend The Demons In My Heart
Where Do I Pick Up My Life When I Don’t Even Remember Where I Left Off
==Chorus==
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
==Verse Three==
Some Of My Family’s Starting To Notice My Depressions Setting In
A Recluse In The Booth When Putting Pads To These Pens
They See Right Through My Game Face, They See I Grow Impatient
They Watch Me Pace Back And Forth Dealing With Situations
My Day-To-Day Struggle Is Nothing If Not Hard
On My Back Is Many Wounds And Twice As Many Scars
An- I Had Twice As Many Friends Before Knives Got Involved
And I Will Have Twice As Many More Before I’m Dead To The World
Because There’s More To Me Than Just This Flesh And Bone
I’ve Got A Heart Made Of Gold, Forged Of Fire And Brimstone
My Legacy Is Going To Be A Road For My Family To Walk On
And I Refuse To Quit Working, Till Its Made Of The Smoothest Of Stone
So They Can Walk Up The Stairs Barefoot To The Throne
And I Will Be Right With Them, White Robe And All
Angles And Harps, Present Musica Pratica, Music For All
And This Is The White Album, AKA Music From The Heart
==Chorus==
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright
See My Pleasure And Pain, That’s What Keeps Me Going
Why Do We Surround Ourselves With Protection, If Death Is So Certain
It’s To The Point Where My Dreams Are A Reflection Of Life
And My Art Imitates It, So Mine’s Not Always Bright