DRIFTERS' COLLECTIVE

ALTERNATIVE HIP HOP BAND

QUESTIONS

I found it hard to reach out and take my first steps,
born onto a rollercoaster ride, perplexed and kinda blind i guess,
cuz I could never tell the truth from lies,
As i was reading those passing signs
and it was never my intention to race,
but i found myself speeding down a boundless maze
out of place while facing an oasis of clashing cultures
where preachers approach us like lashing vultures
passing judgement, all wrongs, no rights
while we hide inside the eyes of our stereotypes
but I was always feeling more alive
when I was sitting down next to the stereo to type

I’ve been down this road before
I’m starting to feel its getting old
bending over backwards
just to get along
now I’m letting it go
now I really don’t care

They say the eyes are the window to the soul
and so I’ve kept my curtains shut because of a need for control
clinging hard to my cover when it appeared to be blown
was it a dread for your judgment or a fear of my own
maybe I’ll never know, maybe it goes to show
what we’re willing to do for the fear of being alone
and the future composes my fears but how
does it feel living in the “two years from now”

when it comes to this know I just need to prioritise
see anybody can afford the price
of a dream of life where you follow your own heart
so i restart the act and play my real part

 

I’ve been down this road before
I’m startin to feel its getting old
bending over backwards
just to get along
now I’m letting it go
now I really don’t care

 

Hey, i’ve got some questions for you society
am i supposed to live my life so you admire me
cuz i don’t wanna work forty hours a week
and go home in the night and have five hours sleep
and then go to the job, where i smile cheek to cheek
and i don’t wanna admit it, but the future is looking bleak
 

Now i go with the flow and i go where my passion is
and for this, they call me an irrationalist
but answer me this,
does cash really go past the flash to lasting advantages
does cash equal happiness
i say following your dreams is easier than it seems
i abandon this fake prison of the mind
like the alchemist i’ll find my own treasure
for quality of life man, money aint a measure
find no pleasure in a job, thats leaving me little leisure
a nine
-to-five that minimizes my social life
so i feel the need to vocalize my concern
 

I’ve been down this road before
I’m startin to feel its getting old
bending over, backwards
just to get along
now I’m letting it go
now I really don’t care