Fine Line Eminem
Автор: Eminem
Название песни: Fine Line
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Текст песни:
Another day, another hotel, the inside of it's nice though
Oh well, this is my life so
As I go and try to close for the nights show
See how far that line goes
Still blows my mind show
Business I'll never get some of this shit just always gives a weird
To this day cause all I ever did
Was just say the shit I'm the one that wanted to hear
Other people say to me when I was a kid
Son please don't make me some type of hero
Cause I will say some inspirational shit in a real way
But will still have a field day with some of the
Fucked up shit in the world and tell it to suck the dick
Cause I still make fun of a situation
Someone's in like a son of a bitch
At anothers expense, I'm fuckin' relentless
As fuck when it comes to this pen
I struggle with coming to my senses
Stuck on the fence on a balance beam if I seem unbalanced
It's challenging but my conscience allows me to think
The most foulish childish things without even blinking
Without even thinkin' about, all the stinkin' amounts of people that seem to be reachin' in the crowds
I'm scream in the palace, sold out this evening
But now it's, maybe down to sleeping
Is it really my soul to keep or
Have I sold it cheap is it greed
Do I take more than I need
When I joke about leavin'
But keep over achievin'
Because whats stolen from me barely broke even
It's a fine, fine line
It's a fine, fine line
So I notice how I paint myself
And through my hair when ordeals I'm so vain
I want my respect but ignore the
Butterfly effect that comes from my dialect
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection shows what it's like here
Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights yeah
It's like a nightmare
I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a nightmare
And I don't like how I see myself so I
Open the Bible to Isaiah cause
I swear to Christ there are nights where
I stay up at night just to say a prayer twice
Just to make sure God hears cause this ice layer
Ice skate on tonights where
Put in it but I like stands
Feistier then a triceritops and like a dice player
I got a nice pair of dice here
Sealed off in my lair
Away from the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit
From this house it's quite big, but it ain't when you can't leave it
And I feel so isolated, nice I made it
But it's like I payed the price of fame twice I hate it
So I bitch about my life then make another song, it's a cycle ain't it
Then I wonder why I'm still famous
Keep walkin' the line
This gold fish poke it's old
But especially when you don't know
If your conscience is sayin' I told you so
You don't even know anymore if you got the soul of a soldier
Or if you sold your soul
