Chris Webby – Fill A Book Lyrics

Chris Webby – Fill A Book Letra ForTheBurbs Chris Webby – Fill A Book

I’m not the author of destiny
I’m just followin’ it
Made it far on this road but you know I got some tickets
I’ve learned things
I’ve forgotten others that contradict it
And what I still don’t know
Could fill a novel with it
But I’m keepin’ my antenna in tune
A millennial whom always knew to never assume
Known to question every lesson when I step in the room
The truth will come to light, as sure as the perennials bloom
Tryna make it through the temple of doom we call life
So far, so off right
I’m tryna make it to a higher plane
Hop in the plane and take flight
To new heights, I’ve followed the path that the truth lights, at least
To the best of my abilities
Seekin’ out some synergy
While they be tellin’ us that we livin’ free
But is it free or is it me? I disagree
Nothin’ comes without a hidden fee
Listen

We all here spinnin’ on the globe
Searchin’ for some kind of meanin’
Even note that, uh
As far as the literature go
You could fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know

By the standard definition I am educated
Along with faded, elevated, highly medicated
And with all the noise I just need my sensory’s deprivated
From all the chaos that they been hittin’ us every day with
The shepard’s feedin’ sheep lies ‘til the herd’ll trust it
Stuck with all these public servants who don’t serve the public
Tryna live above it even if I gotta interrupt it
‘Cause I’m here to stir the pot until I kick the bucket
You need people like me
History’s known to show it
But nowadays it’s hard for people to be holdin’ focus
Spit apocalypse and y’all too busy on your phone to notice
Hunchin’ over scrollin’, now they sufferin’ from scrolliosis
The world is so ferocious
Still, it’s spinnin’ though
And life is bound to pass you by, that’s why I’m whippin’ slow
And in the end they won’t remember what we did, and no
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

We all here spinnin’ on the globe
Searchin’ for some kind of meanin’
Even note that, uh
As far as the literature go
You could fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
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Chris Webby – Murder On My Mind Lyrics

Chris Webby – Murder On My Mind ( Lyrics ) Letra ForTheBurbs Chris Webby – Murder On My Mind ( Lyrics )

Intro

Christian Webster?
Ayy, yeah, that’s me, how you doin’ Doc?
I’m fine but we’re here to talk about you
How are you feeling?
Good, I guess
Uh, I mean I do have these dark thoughts sometimes
Some anger
Hmm, go on
I don’t think it’s somethin’ I should really talk about
It’s a safe space here, Chris
I’m sure it’s nothing I haven’t heard before
You sure about that?
Come on, how bad could it be?
Well, alright

Verse 1

I just really wanna murder some people, is that okay?
Only when I get the urgе
I’m not sayin’ like every day
But this Ka-Bar knifе and this axe have been askin’ when we could play
And I explain the consequences and laws that stand in the way
But if not for that, I guess I’d be stakin’ out your address
For two weeks, just learnin’ your routines and your habits
When you take your morning jog and when you take your kids to practice
So the night you got the house to yourself, I’ma grab the hatchet
Sneak around the side door
Looks like you forgot to latch it
Cut the phones and WiFi so you don’t do anything drastic
Walk into your room
I’m sorry I startled you on that mattress
But baby, we got some plans
I already picked out the casket
When I choose my means of murder, better hope it’s a gun
But I’ve got options, you’ve got nowhere to run
The type of guy playin’ Grand Theft Auto
Just runnin’ people over for fun
Give me a sec’ this’ll be over and done
Because

Chorus

There’s nowhere to run to
There’s nowhere to hide
When I got murder on my mind
‘Cause I’ma hunt you
And when I find where you been at, I’ma creep behind
And then when I catch you
I’ll take my time
‘Cause I got murder on my mind
There’s no one to save you
So dont be surpri—
I think we need to be done here
One sec’, Doc, just a couple more things

Verse 2

I think somewhere in my body I’ve got a caged demon
Creepin’ into my psyche when I be day dreamin’
I hear them blades screamin’
Ready to grab somebody, stab somebody
Get my mask all bloody like a Jason scene
And I’ve just got them dark thoughts
And they creepin’ into my purview
That little voice inside of me wants nothin’ more than to hurt you
I’ll turn a person to worm food
With a type of method that will certainly disturb you
Creepin’ out around curfew
No skeletons in my closet, they buried ‘em back
Next to my shack
Wrapped in carpets and tarps
I’ve got a map of where I marked the shallow graves in which I left ‘em to rest
So I could go and visit ‘em in case I ever forget
A serial killer who’s scrapin’ off the serial numbers
Of the murder weapon I’m wieldin’ when appearin’ from under the fuckin’ bed
And at that point, I’m sorry, you’re fuckin’ dead
I think something’s off in my fuckin’ head
But bitch

Chorus

There’s nowhere to run to
There’s nowhere to hide
When I got murder on my mind
‘Cause I’ma hunt you
And when I find where you been at, I’ma creep behind
And then when I catch you
I’ll take my time
‘Cause I got murder on my mind
There’s no one to save you
So dont be surprised
When I got murder on my mind

Outro

You okay, Doc? You look like you seen a ghost
I’m gonna need you to leave my office immediately
There’s nothing, nothing I can do to help you
W-w-w-wait, but-but
Just please, please leave
I won’t tell anyone about this
Just please don’t hurt me
Hurt you? Doc, they’re just thoughts
Get out, just please, get the fuck out
You said this was a safe space
Please get the fuck out, just get out
Man, fuck therapy
Just please, please
Tony Soprano was right
Fuckin’ last time I ever talk about my goddamn feelings

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