Reggae — текст песни (Blind Iris)

I think that you`ve been mistaken

I think last night you were so uncool

I think that you point your finger

Because you`ve got nothing better to do



It`s not your life

Why must you criticize?

Learn how to free your mind

You may find

You free up something that you lost inside



You heard the word, thought you`d spread it

You heard it hurt so you whispered it to

All the people who were begging for it

You took her thoughts and colored them blue



Man it`s such a trip because old school we used to kick it

But now Drip hangs around and annoys just like the hic up`s

Cuz the story is always the same

You got something burning

In the back of your brain

Anger eats, defeats, and depletes

Keeps us going backwards on a one way street

Our emotions always seem to leave us blind



I fear that we`ve been mistaken

I heard last night you were so damn cool

I guess that we point our fingers at you

Because we`ve got nothing better to do