Inside the Box
Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 5:19 pm
Believe in karma? Some do. Some don't. I myself personally believe whatever goes around comes around. Reputation-wise...music-wise...beef-wise...
...I've buried alot of individuals. But if reality folds the way that I believe it to happen...
...at somepoint, I'm going to get buried as well. And since "What goes around, comes around"...technically all I did was bury myself. You can't be on top forever. At somepoint we all take a fall. This is my story of being buried...or "inside the box" as I put it.
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"Inside the Box"
Kurse
Album: Insomnia
Written By: R. Bueno
Mixed By: R. Bueno
Produced By: Shadowville
Recorded @ B1-Studio in Joliet, IL
Anger Manij'ment Entertainment Inc.
All Rights Reserved 2008 ©
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Lyrics:
VERSE #1:
You ever wake up, and things were different!?..
From when you fell asleep last, you're now distant.
Miles from your former self, you search for help...
..but nobody can hear you yell.
Lost like a needle burrowed into a haystack..
..your loved ones try to save you but you want them to stay back!
"Leave me alone, I can beat this on my own..
..the demon's are leading me into sumthin I can't control."
To each his own.
I know this is getting old, but there's sumthin you should know..
..it an encumbrance to my soul.
It's bitter cold, my mortal being is beaten and it's feelin as if my inner spirit
..is up and leavin.
It's been deceiving, but I can cope wit the lies..
..I'm only feedin my mind when I'm savoring wit the eyes.
I've tasted life, I'm hungry now..
..so..
..feed me more, I'll tell you how.
HOOK:
Wrap 'em up now...put him in a box.
Bury a hammer to the nail until it locks.
Get the ropes and lower 'em deep.
This is how I put my enemies to sleep.
What goes around comes around...
..and I'm also destined to hear the very same sound.
The pounding of the nails into my box.
I'm embracing the thought of eternal sleep until my heart stops.
VERSE #2:
Now there's alot of things dat I done thought about..
premonitions of me standing next to myself..
..talkin it out..
..Devil's side yelling outloud..
..while the Angel's side is calm and collected standin up on a cloud.
The epic battle between the good and the evil..
..has got my mind on retrieval of memories that were feeble.
Lil' things from back in the day..
..the memories fade while I beg 'em to stay.
The teardrops runnin down my face, plead my case.
Burn scars into my skin..
..and then replace, any hopes that I had before..
..wit an epiphany of catastrophic theories in store.
Furthermore...it was bound to happen..
..in retaliation because of my morbid actions.
It's true...your past catches up to you.
..I didn't wanna do it...but I was forced to.
HOOK:
(refrains x1 time)
VERSE #3:
They say never bite the hand that feeds you..
..but the haters are starving still so you know dat they need to.
They live in glass houses, we see through..
..metaphorically on a high-horse, but I'm beneath you!?
Mannn..
..where's your train of thought?
It must've derailed before the destination was sought.
And me?
My destination's a box.
And not the kind that slides into a dresser wit T-shirts and socks.
Mine's the kind that brings me closer to Lucifer..
I'm engaged to 'Lady Death', so you know I'm seducing her!
Ohhh what a tangled web I weave..
..it's getting harder to breath, it's so suffocating to me.
What have I done!? How did this happen?
Outside of the box all I can hear is the hammers clappin.
One-by-One...they seal my fate.
I..
..did it to myself. I'm too late.
HOOK:
(refrains x1 time)
...I've buried alot of individuals. But if reality folds the way that I believe it to happen...
...at somepoint, I'm going to get buried as well. And since "What goes around, comes around"...technically all I did was bury myself. You can't be on top forever. At somepoint we all take a fall. This is my story of being buried...or "inside the box" as I put it.
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"Inside the Box"
Kurse
Album: Insomnia
Written By: R. Bueno
Mixed By: R. Bueno
Produced By: Shadowville
Recorded @ B1-Studio in Joliet, IL
Anger Manij'ment Entertainment Inc.
All Rights Reserved 2008 ©
[soundclick]<a href='http://www.soundclick.com/kurseofame'>
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Lyrics:
VERSE #1:
You ever wake up, and things were different!?..
From when you fell asleep last, you're now distant.
Miles from your former self, you search for help...
..but nobody can hear you yell.
Lost like a needle burrowed into a haystack..
..your loved ones try to save you but you want them to stay back!
"Leave me alone, I can beat this on my own..
..the demon's are leading me into sumthin I can't control."
To each his own.
I know this is getting old, but there's sumthin you should know..
..it an encumbrance to my soul.
It's bitter cold, my mortal being is beaten and it's feelin as if my inner spirit
..is up and leavin.
It's been deceiving, but I can cope wit the lies..
..I'm only feedin my mind when I'm savoring wit the eyes.
I've tasted life, I'm hungry now..
..so..
..feed me more, I'll tell you how.
HOOK:
Wrap 'em up now...put him in a box.
Bury a hammer to the nail until it locks.
Get the ropes and lower 'em deep.
This is how I put my enemies to sleep.
What goes around comes around...
..and I'm also destined to hear the very same sound.
The pounding of the nails into my box.
I'm embracing the thought of eternal sleep until my heart stops.
VERSE #2:
Now there's alot of things dat I done thought about..
premonitions of me standing next to myself..
..talkin it out..
..Devil's side yelling outloud..
..while the Angel's side is calm and collected standin up on a cloud.
The epic battle between the good and the evil..
..has got my mind on retrieval of memories that were feeble.
Lil' things from back in the day..
..the memories fade while I beg 'em to stay.
The teardrops runnin down my face, plead my case.
Burn scars into my skin..
..and then replace, any hopes that I had before..
..wit an epiphany of catastrophic theories in store.
Furthermore...it was bound to happen..
..in retaliation because of my morbid actions.
It's true...your past catches up to you.
..I didn't wanna do it...but I was forced to.
HOOK:
(refrains x1 time)
VERSE #3:
They say never bite the hand that feeds you..
..but the haters are starving still so you know dat they need to.
They live in glass houses, we see through..
..metaphorically on a high-horse, but I'm beneath you!?
Mannn..
..where's your train of thought?
It must've derailed before the destination was sought.
And me?
My destination's a box.
And not the kind that slides into a dresser wit T-shirts and socks.
Mine's the kind that brings me closer to Lucifer..
I'm engaged to 'Lady Death', so you know I'm seducing her!
Ohhh what a tangled web I weave..
..it's getting harder to breath, it's so suffocating to me.
What have I done!? How did this happen?
Outside of the box all I can hear is the hammers clappin.
One-by-One...they seal my fate.
I..
..did it to myself. I'm too late.
HOOK:
(refrains x1 time)