Ev Rebahdee - Will Smith

The line blurs out of focus now my senses cloud I'm falling Numb again I feel it taking over me the day falls dark there's no light in The end The old synthetic

Can you hear it over your voice ringing out like a bell Uninspired yet motivated losing track of the days Peel the sickness away from your eyes make it worth yo

Yellow and black Eyes like the sky Fallen angel Perfect in every way Break it open I slip away We f**k on the floor Beautiful high I'll never walk away Break it

I open wide I let you in and your knife has scarred My back again So innocent a bit naive My mouth is full my tongue is tied I digest the s**t I Can't spit out

Hey you Ill make you an offer a million starving men Could not refuse Hey You I can read your smack rotted mind Your thoughts are warning you it's all Too good