Maze Akkorde von
Impulse
Impulse

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Tonart: D# minor
Intro 1
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It's
Verse 1
not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape,
sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real,
nothing you can do or say
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Life is a maze, the walls seem to change,
but every day stays the same
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It's not just a phase, my shoes are melted and plain,
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so I can't escape
Sick of you trying till the late, this is how I feel,
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this shit is real, nothing you can do or say
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Life is a maze, the walls seem to change,
but every day stays the same
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Troubled since his youth,
his mother on drugs
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While at school she would pawn
his stuff
His brother the smarter of the two,
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so he'd hate his guts
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Life got harder so he would fill his lungs
With a little bit of the green stuff,
a gateway drug
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A downward spiral
and a slippery slope
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Way before fentanyl laced the coke
So he lived long enough
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to see where the ladder goes
Shook hands with the devil
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when heroin entered the fold
His dealer a woman, 52 years old
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23 trading sex to tie off the hose
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With age in his veins,
he found a love he'd never known
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A hole left by a childhood
in a broken home
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The room's spinning an
d the vision gets blurred
Smile on his face,
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temporarily forgets the hurt
Face turns to shock and
he gets concerned
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The breathing slows down as
his knees hit the ground
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Vomit stains his shirt,
strained eyes at a bright light
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Rewinds his life back to his birth
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It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape,
sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real
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Nothing you can do or say, life is a maze
The walls seem to change,
but everyday stays the same
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It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape, sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real
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Nothing you can do or say, life is a maze
The walls seem to change,
but everyday stays the same
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Commercial break, boom,
at heaven's gates
And
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Lonnie sees it split two ways
When the floor opens up and
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he falls from grace
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A transparent individual at his own wake
The turnout's bigger than
he'd ever think
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Pictures of his life that he'd
thrown away
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Blasted on the wall,
shown in a way that loved ones saw
Tears roll down his face
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Overwhelmed by love
and consumed by shame
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Stares at his hands,
calculating his mistakes
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He begins to yell and wade,
trying to communicate
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But the room stretches out and fades away
It gets hot and he starts to sweat
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Fissures open up with smoke, blood red
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Chanting in the distance,
shackles appear on his legs
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Footsteps get louder till the
devil hits the bend
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When he wakes up on the floor
next to his motel bed
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Holy shit it was all a dream,
at least it must have been
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He wipes the sweat off his forehead and
reaches for that needle once again
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It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape,
sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real,
nothing you can do or say
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Life is a maze, the walls seem to change
but every day stays the same
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It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape, sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real,
nothing you can do or say
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Life is a maze, the walls seem to change,
but every day stays the same
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I got the call in the
morning that he didn't make it
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I was up all night drinking,
working on music
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Indulging in my vices, which is kind of ironic
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He got me into writing and it was
there when I lost him
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I've always used it to map out my problems
It works for me, I wish he never stopped it
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Said he was my biggest fan
and that he was watching
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What I didn't understand
was he was in the cockpit
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When I ran songs by
him before I would drop them
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I was selfish, never visited him
when he was locked in a cell
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Now his ashes sit in my grandma's
kitchen on the third shelf
When I visit,
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I miss him and it hurts like hell
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Wish it was different and that I had helped
I know I couldn't save him but
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sometimes hate myself
In my own world,
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I ignored his mental health
Let my phone ring until the sound fell
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But cried like a baby
when he died in that motel
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So much potential, as cliche as it sounds
This one's for him,
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I hope you're at peace
It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape,
sick of you trying to relate
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This is how I feel, this shit is real
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Nothing you can do or say, life is a maze
The walls seem to change but
every day stays the same
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It's not just a phase,
my shoes are melted in place
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I can't escape, sick of you trying to relate,
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this is how I feel, this shit is real, nothing
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you can do or say, life is a maze, the walls seem to change,
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but every day stays the same.
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you

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