BreakBeat

Lyrics:

© RJ
Breakbeat, backbeat, all just a rhythm,
Puts things in order to just try see them clearer,
Just like life, it's the first thing you see,
Are they 4/4 or a 6/8 beat,

Is it a clean shuffle or are we doing half speed?
Little bit of reggae? Oh that's fine by me,
Just don't pretend, play it clean, do the things in which you believe,
No false pretence, no false hope,
No more losing, no more lows,
Go the places that you wanna go,
Fight the fights that give you woe,
Cause lately you've been, pretending to be free,
A cold stare, that looks right through the scene,
A shy smile, that looks right through me,
But underneath, I know you're itching to be seen,
Yeah underneath, I know you're itching to be seen

Little things in life they give you away,
Can't hide behind the shadow, of the person that you think you made,
Cause one day, it'll catch you up and you chase you down,
Make you question all the choices that you made you frown,
And all the people that surround you, will tell you now,
That throwing stones in glass houses will never ends well,
But all the problems, and suffering, in which you drown,
Perhaps the glass house, is the problem itself,
It's very walls are reflecting back onto you,
Putting pressure up and pushing it over you,
Perhaps if you're looking for an escape, you smash down those walls,
And you make your way out,

Cause lately you've been pretending to be free,
A cold stare, that looks right through the scene,
A shy smile, that's looking right through me,
But Underneath I know you're itching to be seen.