Breakthrough - Trwbador feat. Essa, Trwbador, Essa

Burn bright

Burn bright

If your head’s in the clouds

Even if you’re searching for angels

You best look around

Because tripping on the curb can be painful

And if you get left on the ground

Sitting in the dirt will degrade you

A lot of people resent looking down

So they’re indifferent, they turn not to face you

I’m figuring the words to explain to myself

How this is what the world really came to

And I think I’m on the verge of a breakthrough

Or a meltdown, can’t certainly say

Who knows where I’m headed

I don’t even recall where I’ve been

Lucky I record everything

Absorb everything

Pick mics up

Pause and breathe in, then spill my guts

And I don’t know why I do ignore the reason

I just feel I must

People ask what inspires me, real life does

Cliché but its still right

Trust, just

Let the metronome sweep

Any old beat, watch as I go deep

Keep it in the red hope the level don’t peak

Nightmare at Elm Street

Bet I don’t sleep

The sound of the harp, sweet

Temper that with a pound of a hard beat

And my heart leaps

All the way up to sharp peaks

No pierced tongue

But I do admit scarred speech

Preach

Uh, maybe I’m a chronic

Melancholic

Never gonna stop it

Maybe there’s no use begging for the tonic

But as soon as it controls you

Then you’ve got to drop it

Graduated from the old school

Yes it was with honors

Taught me all I know

Two lessons were the strongest

Nobody owes you

Never was it promised

And if it’s not the whole truth then it’s probably gossip

Uh, so never mind the bollocks

I said goodbye to what was holding me back before

I don’t need that no more

Letting loose and boost up the juice like a nuclear reactor core

Saying that doesn’t seem that mature but I mean that for sure

I’m amped, ample

Because all the darkness in the world couldn’t block out the light of just one

small candle

So burn as bright as you can do

Dwell on that for a minute

Burn bright

Burn bright

Burn bright

Burn bright