Frontman

Lyrics

[Skit] [coughing] (Wake me up if you need anything) Mhm (You'll feel fine in the morning) Yeah (Goodnight Madhu) Goodnight Mom [Intro] [Verse 1]: It seems to me that I'm losing my binoculars I can't see too far in the Future, man I'm lost in the Confusion, tossing and Turning all for the Burning passion of Fitting in with the factions, I Know that it's all irrational Yeah Picking apart the pieces of statements that people seem to be making Little bit illiterate when reading the situation I'm leaning towards imitation Still seeking a center stage and I dream of a better way The dream is a getaway From a place where I have to wonder How should I act in this circumstance? Who's wing should I fit under? Is it that time again? To act so confident? Gaining prominence? Asserting my dominance Like I'm taking over the continent? Or is it cool to be chill, calm, quiet, composed? Bit of stupid foolery, still I'm diagnosed With the fever of an iller mind Fever to be serious but identified As a comedian, fever to be cool but bringing fire Like Prometheus, maybe the fever causes me to be a chameleon Who am I? [Hook]: I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow" Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile Which side of me should I show now, show now? Frontman for the back of my mind I'm the frontman for the back if my mind [Verse 2]: Now you see me dilemma? Even on this track Should act like I'm in a phenomenal Prime state of mind I'm, one of a kind Never taking a second to look behind Cuz imma winner? Should I show that my lyrical flow is so uncontrollable, forgetting everything emotional and dropping a couple of boastful quotables, impulsively throwing myself on the throne of this era? Just get a bit bigger? Hey there's a bit of that in me naturally I do that so often But that doesn't mean the half that you see is the only side that's talking [Hook]: I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow" Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile Which side of me should I show now, show now? Frontman for the back of my mind I'm the frontman for the back if my mind [Verse 3]: Ay you ain't this serious in real life Well isn't that the point? Use the mic to reveal the other half of the coin But only a quarter of a nickel is actually nickel Pull back the mask of Jefferson until reality hits you Put that on track like medicine, cause you have to tap into The maverick within you Don't mask what you been thru I can't be that simple With a grand mass of influence Laugh with barbiturates Hazardous pencil That acts like a pistol Sit back and just blast Away matters conflicting and Thoughts contradictory Caught up in history Not up in his story Drawing up mentally Brushstrokes of the same piece And the painting is of your own Clown with a crown King with red nose [Outro]: But no red, only Indigo in this bland palette Stuck on my tippy toes, reaching for all of my dreams but can't have it Youre not stubborn, you're stubborn to stay who you are That's not combatant, not a bad habit That's not dogmatic that is daggmatic Keeping it daggmatic Most important line is the closer If you don't understand You stand your ground until it's over RMS