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Lucid
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lucid was released on May 18, 2019 by Everything's Currency Records as a part of the album I.D.O.T.T.M
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Release DateMay 18, 2019
LabelEverything's Currency Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stud Out
Stud Out
Bass Guitar
Mid Air
Mid Air
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Sachs-Leshem
Michael Sachs-Leshem
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mid Air
Mid Air
Mixing Engineer
Dyvaile
Dyvaile
Mastering Engineer
Josh Marz
Josh Marz
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Think like the person
Who's never been wronged
Not like the person
Who thinks they're never wrong
Tonight you could drink
Your sorrow away
But tomorrows always
A stones throw away
Can't hold me
In a world of make believe
Where we made our maker
And believe what we see
Oh my God!
I think I found the tree
How'd the writer know?
This gave life to me
Without a microscope
And an autopsy
It's all top secret
And I lost my I.D
And my high top sneakers
And my pot to pee
So I pause for no one
And I move with glee
Just a Buddha on the run
Just a prince in the streets
Just left with my thoughts
And the prints from my feet
Introverted in my mind
Never nervous to speak
Cause we all really dogs
And we love the pussy
And the log need its bark
To protect the seed
And we'd all build an ark
To protect our dreams
Tell me
What your dreams really cost?
Whats real reality?
Whats real's probably
Is this life's a movie reel!
Our fate could be sealed
So deal or no deal?
My bones theoretically stronger than steel
None of that's how I feel
Feel dragged out a wheel
Like I'm a cigarette
And I forget how I got here
Don't know can't answer
And cancer is my fear
Until they make a cure
To make it disappear
I think for everything there's
Reasons the reasons just ain't clear
Be them as they may
Day best left in the rear
We just lost in an ocean
With one ship to steer
Looking for a lighthouse
To house our ideas
I'm writing with white out
I'm out of ideas
I fear
People will take me serious
Everyday's a joke
When your dreams made from dust
And at night you dream
Lucid and get adventurous
This my Odyssey
Call me Odysseus
And try to keep up with me
In between the chorus
Tell me
What your dreams really cost?
Written by: Michael Sachs-Leshem
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