Lately I lost track of time and i cant seem to find my piece of mind,Please excuse me for the pause but i had to etch it down as im riding in the stars,and its all the same and we try to point fingers but whos to blame,so i keep my head high as i constantly soar trying to touch the sky
Give me a reason,give me and angel and we will take flight,give me the papers give me the voice and we will make right,so much at stake so why wait around for,life's the sweetest when your drinking from the nector.
The quiet hype is the song i am ,No applause im the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that i get on your television set deeper and further and further it gets
was a girl looked to her father,was an artist and creator loved his daughter a quiet genious a renesonce man tought me how to write a song and play in a band,humble legend in his own light but he never quiet made it to the spot light,didnt see past the age of 50 its up to me to carry on his legecy.
But if i never see my name in lights i know that its gonna be alright my attentions will be true ill keep that in mind
The quiet hype is the song i am ,No applause im the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that i get on your television set deeper and further and further it gets
here i am,all i can do is wait,here i stand,all on my own two feet,on my own,nothing comes easily nothing new to me all the same to me
The quiet hype is the song i am ,No applause im the champion im marching to my drum,
the quiet hype the signal that i get on your television set deeper and further and further it gets