Midnight but I could still see light
Above asphalt, I'm floating high
You were the sentimental type
And I don't wait to try to find
A way to fix the things that are fine
I like to mix it up time to time
I'm a basket case short of a tragedy
A batch that's laced heavy with apathy
"Why can't we all just be the same,"
Says the man who's so sure of his own brains
And he who knows all the answers
is a man who doubts his questions and his claims
Everyone wants a map to fame
It's a game of exclaiming one's own name
This ambition causes ignorance to the genius
Of a man who doubts his questions and his claims
I'll put on a show
Don't need no lights, camera, action, I'm ready to roll
Cuz' I got soul
And this philosophy is all I need, I'm ready to go
Some put on a show
And some of us don't really care at all
It's words not often longed to sing
The antihero's reasoning
It's not the sadness, not the joy
And to create, I must destroy
Get caught up in it it's gonna break you
Intelligent, but will your plan betray you?
Boy, please escape this place, it will erase you
Save some face, fly away, fly away, fly oh
Why pour my soul out on this stage?
All I got is music, love, and lyrics on a page
For the fans, and for the ones who said I can't
I know I got it and I swear one day you'll know my name
Everyone wants a map to fame
But look a little closer at what the radio is saying
You gotta dig beneath that shit they feed you on T.V.
And find a love, gleaming brighter than the glamor, flash and flame
(Chorus)
You found a map to fame
They're calling out your name
Now lets put on a show
(Chorus)
credits
from DILUTED ACOUSTICA,
released August 24, 2015
Riley Randall - Guitar, Vocals, Keys, Lyrics
Sam Roberts - Percussion
JR Spencer - Lead Guitar
Johnny Holliday - Slide Guitar
Michael 'Nog' Linog - Banjo
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