A Brief Nirvana

Changing Yourself (Gil's Interlude)

These Four Walls

Written by: Khamari, Merna Bishouty
Produced by: Khamari, Trackside

What if I can't make a believer out of you
What if it's easier to change my point of view
We built this home with sticks and stones and woke up two
Once dead and gone, can we revive this bloodied feud

Been plotting a grand escape
Trying to leave the state
How fickle a mental state
Set fire to a sacred place

Where were you last night
Where were you last night
Jumped on a redeye
The tears have dried
But you stayed here on my mind
Where were you last night
Where were you last night

Maybe it's better if we run our separate ways
Maybe tomorrow will look better than yesterday
Spent the night in the dark
Count the minutes, hold my pride
Mistook a picture of you, for the real thing by my side

Been plotting a grand escape
Trying to leave the state
How fickle a mental state
Fire set to once a sacred place

Where were you last night
Where were you last night
Jumped on a redeye
The tears have dried
But you stayed here on my mind
Where were you last night?
Where were you last night?

Where were you last night?
Where were you last night?
Jumped on a redeye
The tears have dried

Where were you last night?
Where were you last night?

A Sacred Place

life’s changing

life's changing

today i did good

jugg (Prod. Dasshii)

Written by: Khamari, Matthew Castellanos
Produced by: Khamari, Trackside

First thing in the morning
Of course you put on that U.M. sweater
Just like you always do
Tears drip from a faucet
And Dexter play on that television
Just like it always do

You put the volume on the lowest
For the neighbors down below
But I’m stuck in place
Eyes wide, glued to you
Walk away, outgrow you
Then how am I to know you
I’m the closest here that I’ve been to you

Cause you keep my head in a jar
Here on your night stand
I’ll spend my life left
With my head in a jar
If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you

Mind’s a prison
No body, don’t got nobody
Strictly homebody
I try my best not to trip
But these walls are paper thin
Every now and then
I hear voices in the wind
Wooden floors creak
The death of what could’ve been

Put the volume on the lowest
For our neighbors down below
But I’m stuck in place
Eyes wide, glued to you
Walk away, outgrow you
Then how am I to know you
I’m the closest here that I’ve been to you

Cause you keep my head in a jar
Here on your night stand
I’ll spend my life left
With my head in a jar
If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you 

If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you 

It's in the way you give someone
A real embrace
That puts me in my place
My place
And though goodbye's long overdue
Hopelessly I wait
Here in my place
My place

Head in a Jar

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