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Rhythm of the Rain

Dancing to the rhythm of the rain\nHow could I go wrong?\nI was ruling my mind\nI must have been blind\nDancing to the rhythm of the rain\nHow could I go wrong?\nI was ruling my mind\nI must have been blind\nLet’s blaze, what a way to escape\nWhat’s a way for you to waste away your days of mistakes?\nEyes glossy, glazed-over like, donuts and cakes\nYou’re happy with somebody so you wish and hope that it’s fate\nBut what if it’s fake? Hell of a scam, the whole time\nAll for the pie, you know, key lime\nIf it all ended today, at least you tried\nIt was a nice ride, time to go inside\nYourself and take a look at the person and how it’s hurtin'\nLike how could somebody love you for years and then desert ya\nWhat’s the whole purpose? Experience of learning?\nExterior is strong but inside you’re certainly burning\nTake two of these that’s the remedy for anything\nYou could be happy or else, at least pretend to be\nOwn biggest enemy, killing self slow\nThey tell you hold on loose but never let go\nDancing to the rhythm of the rain\nHow could I go wrong?\nI was ruling my mind\nI must have been blind\nYo\nI still remember the first time I realized that life wasn’t picture perfect\nMy father packing up his things to leave his kids deserted\nThe rain reflecting off the windows as it hit the surface\nI wonder if he thinks the shit was worth it\nAs I sit here and write another one\nPuffin on another blunt\nZonin til' my buzz is done\nProud to be my mother’s son\nSee, she taught me to always be calm and pensive\nAnd live my life without ever regrettin mistakes and consequences\nMy strongest lessons as a young fella\nYou see I’ve done hella runnin through the rain with no umbrella\nBut no complainin it just forced us to become better\nWintertime — one sweater\nDinnertime — crumbs fed us\nI sit and think about the wisdom that I’ve gained\nReminiscin as I listen to the rhythm of the rain\nI’m driven and persistent with my vision and my aim\nIf I did it all again I would live this all the same\nDancing to the rhythm of the rain\nHow could I go wrong?\nI was ruling my mind\nI must have been blind\nYo, uh\nI’m storm chasing\nAnd she’s an F-5 with a sex drive that’ll leave me tied to her bedside\nHurricane hips, stoppin all progression\nSerotonin levels drop, tropical depression\nShe is my professor and I’ve been taught a lesson\nThat in the eye of the storm the pressures barometric\nShe knows I’m wary of her game plan\nBut when she gambles she can count on me\nI’m her Rain Man\nDamn shame man, the fly stewardess\nMental turbulence, head off in the cumulus\nBlaming the weather or whatever for her moodiness\nMy main star but I’m barely on her radar\nAnd so my heart sinks — or the pain floats\nI’m in a shit storm, shoulda wore a raincoat\nThe clouds break and I can tell its over\nCause she’s my sunshine but I’m catching melanoma\nDancing to the rhythm of the rain\n(So let the rain fall down)\nHow could I go wrong?\n(Let it fall, let it fall)\nI was ruling my mind\n(So let the rain fall down)\nI must have been blind