The Vibe
Somedays I barely fit inside my skin
Somedays I can't believe the shape my bones are in
Somedays you wanna be just like everybody else
Every part of me is bigger than myself
Lately my body tells be where its been
Lately it's getting hard to put it on again
Lately I just sigh, watching from my windowed eyes
The world's marching by in perfect symmetry
But Aristotle's wise words won't uphold, no
These parts are so much greater than the whole
Just shook his head, shoulders shrugged he sighed and said
Just the vibe of the thing
Somehow I woke up bigger than my home
Somehow these feet are dragging me to roam
And I hear it thumping now, every organ ringing out
And I'm just moving like a reflex to the sound
Maybe I could just find another shell
Maybe that's what they meant when they said I was something else
And maybe nothing fits, no, not quite the way it did
Maybe that's all part of dreaming big
Au contraire, these proverbs won't uphold, non
La belle plume ne fait pas le bell oiseau
Just shook his head, shoulders shrugged he sighed and said
C'est juste le vibe de la chose
Sometimes I barely fit inside my skin
Sometimes I feel my muscles sagging from my limbs
Sometimes I could climb to the height of the sun
And just watch my body sink into the blue
But Aristotle's wise words won't uphold, no
These parts are so much greater than the whole
La belle plume ne fait pas le bell oiseau
These parts are so much greater than the whole
But I'll find my way, shrug these shoulders, sigh and say
Just the vibe of the thing
Autor(es): Mighty Brother