Yeah, beauty and force long, wisdom and solace
Turn a blind eye on the finite Metaphors open doors off the hinges
Forming bonds off the business Shrooming pals and pop-ops with biscuits
Plot lines should've popped out my writtens I'll always be lifted
When nobody knew us, one day we'll miss this
A summer's eve, our lonely hero sits Thinking bout his past sins
Not a blue moon, just the usual when the doubt sings
Used him to reclusive, his visions woody bassin
How's the music been going? It's on, leave a yassin
The way you spit it won't stick, you starting to sound old head
Bout to be the young spitter that everybody in rap fears
Hand on my chest and I pledge not to look in my rear
Can feel it's my year, full speed ahead, foggy and clear
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
They'll never give us the props, let alone the respect
Something I fight to the death for despite my unrest
My failings taught me to play, everything tied to the chest
So I invite to the press, play on a light field
With strength, no success, but I'm still looking for the ladder
One run, the unsung hero hung up on the ladder
But I'm stubborn as a brick and I'm poised to throw the shade
To break through the chatter, the praise will come after
What you want isn't me, ma, it's you
And I don't wanna be perfect blue
Holding on to you as I fall apart
This is me drowning, calling it art
I am the nobody in this crowded room
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
LiftedOnes - Can You See Me (111) (feat. TheOnlyRealOne, Polo Sho, Infamy & B. More) Lyrics
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Yeah, beauty and force long, wisdom and solace
Turn a blind eye on the finite Metaphors open doors off the hinges
Forming bonds off the business Shrooming pals and pop-ops with biscuits
Plot lines should've popped out my writtens I'll always be lifted
When nobody knew us, one day we'll miss this
A summer's eve, our lonely hero sits Thinking bout his past sins
Not a blue moon, just the usual when the doubt sings
Used him to reclusive, his visions woody bassin
How's the music been going? It's on, leave a yassin
The way you spit it won't stick, you starting to sound old head
Bout to be the young spitter that everybody in rap fears
Hand on my chest and I pledge not to look in my rear
Can feel it's my year, full speed ahead, foggy and clear
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
They'll never give us the props, let alone the respect
Something I fight to the death for despite my unrest
My failings taught me to play, everything tied to the chest
So I invite to the press, play on a light field
With strength, no success, but I'm still looking for the ladder
One run, the unsung hero hung up on the ladder
But I'm stubborn as a brick and I'm poised to throw the shade
To break through the chatter, the praise will come after
What you want isn't me, ma, it's you
And I don't wanna be perfect blue
Holding on to you as I fall apart
This is me drowning, calling it art
I am the nobody in this crowded room
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
Turn a blind eye on the finite Metaphors open doors off the hinges
Forming bonds off the business Shrooming pals and pop-ops with biscuits
Plot lines should've popped out my writtens I'll always be lifted
When nobody knew us, one day we'll miss this
A summer's eve, our lonely hero sits Thinking bout his past sins
Not a blue moon, just the usual when the doubt sings
Used him to reclusive, his visions woody bassin
How's the music been going? It's on, leave a yassin
The way you spit it won't stick, you starting to sound old head
Bout to be the young spitter that everybody in rap fears
Hand on my chest and I pledge not to look in my rear
Can feel it's my year, full speed ahead, foggy and clear
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
They'll never give us the props, let alone the respect
Something I fight to the death for despite my unrest
My failings taught me to play, everything tied to the chest
So I invite to the press, play on a light field
With strength, no success, but I'm still looking for the ladder
One run, the unsung hero hung up on the ladder
But I'm stubborn as a brick and I'm poised to throw the shade
To break through the chatter, the praise will come after
What you want isn't me, ma, it's you
And I don't wanna be perfect blue
Holding on to you as I fall apart
This is me drowning, calling it art
I am the nobody in this crowded room
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
I don't care about my name being more
I just wanna be seen by you
Nobody looks for me
In a crowded room, but I'll look for you
Writer: Dawson Downey, Sawyer Harkness, Matthew Hann, Oshiorame Dania
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: LiftedOnes
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Dawson Downey, Sawyer Harkness, Matthew Hann, Oshiorame Dania