Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foreign Beggars
Foreign Beggars
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Bevan
Josh Bevan
Songwriter
Pavan Mukhi
Pavan Mukhi
Songwriter
Ebow Graham
Ebow Graham
Songwriter
Dag Torgersbraten
Dag Torgersbraten
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
So while the vultures pick and bite me
I'm keeping love, not hate inside me
You cannot understand how minds meet
Until the day you know how minds feel
[Verse 2]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 3]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 4]
Freedom of speech, freedom of choice
Freedom to live, freedom to die
Freedom to try, but give it a voice
Give me a reason that I can't achieve my dreams, I give you a hundred why
I'm the one who's soaring through the skies while you might wonder why
[Verse 5]
Some people scripture by the side and keep my vision grounded
I keep an open mind to reflect we ain't shit it out here
Who the fuck to say that our experience of existence is the be all and end all
That our perception of what physics is be limited?
[Verse 6]
Sure it is
We can't even catch two
Fatness and affinity from one to two is fucking proof
So every time you hit the youngest with the rule book
I'll be in their headphones telling them your shit ain't fool proof
[Verse 7]
S screw you, I stand here
Screw face to scrutinize, the fuck are you
Selling out our youth, another sleuth of lies
This is just the lies, militeens appreciate this tired space
And look into the future keep a moving, get your mind straight
[Verse 8]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 9]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 10]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
I feel the love for my son and it beams
I've felt the love of my fair share of queens
But love as such can soon run to extremes
[Verse 11]
When the love of my land comes before yours
That can land us at a war so it seems
The same feeling that we should feel for our brother man
Can make us blow ourselves apart at the seams
[Verse 12]
I'm trying to figure out what lies in between
The truth and the white light, I sold your esteem
Murder under license, a soldier is deemed
When troops cross the line just to further a dream
[Verse 13]
I got a passion for the word and the rhyme scheme
Trying to turn a blank page to a wide screen
So kick back, hold a juice and a ice cream
Welcome to the matinee view of what I've seen
[Verse 14]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 15]
Love, lies, passion, dreams
Look at them myself like the fuck this all mean?
Pure emotion, feel it bursting at the seams
Took this real life to realize shit ain't what it seems
[Verse 16]
I back up in it, back to win, back to instill
Love may be passion, aspiration give these kids real
Reason to be, reason to love, reason to fair well
My real self, better than heroin on a stairwell to heaven
[Verse 17]
Never let them say my friendships on the level
Man I felt the peril, even felt I represent the devil
Coming to you live, from the belly of the seven headed
Betting on myself, still a beggar, never felt the settle
[Verse 18]
Ever the disheveled rebel
The mic nestled in my palm as I heckle, shooting psalms at the devil's vessel
Calm as I enter my temple, silence my mental
Feel the inner shine, light as a pedal, heading to edge of level
[Verse 19]
Letting go from ambition to be the high flyer
I'd rather enquire self and aspire to guy a hire
A truer unmanouverable presence fill the sewer stupor
Let go my past to find a path to a bluer future
[Verse 20]
So while the vultures pick and bite me
I'm keeping love, not hate inside me
You cannot understand how minds meet
Until the day you know how minds feel
[Verse 21]
So while the vultures pick and bite me
I'm keeping love, not hate inside me
You cannot understand how minds meet
Until the day you know how minds feel
Written by: Dag Torgersbraten, Ebow Graham, Josh Bevan, Pavan Mukhi
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