Charles Hamilton Advice From A Sunbeam
One time
Charles Hamilton
Feels so good, I feel comfortable
But this ain’t too comfortable
I hate when people say don’t get too comfortable
Allow me to relax in my easy chair, forreal
While the people just stare in glee I stare back, and
chill
Maybe I don’t understand how much they love me
Maybe it’s because they love what’s above me, the sun
Maybe I should look at that as the one
Mirror that I can see me being clearer
But believe me being nearer to your eyes is why we
Decide to put on shades and be blind
Had to slow it down so you know it now
What’s going around is sort of like a phony found
In a locker, from a suicidal kid you decide if you that
kid
Move back quick
The vibe is the same
(Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down)
Can’t get the melody out of my brain
I doubt it’ll change
It won’t change
To most people it’s nothing but a hot bar
But if you lookin up I’m far from f..ckin up
I got bars, and it’s not hard
It’s rather easy
Rather please me
And dismiss me is what the chicks’ll do
Nowadays this Christmas could be the one that I would
give the kids from sour a’s
That’ll take me about an hour or a day
To get over, maybe not shower for a day while I sit
sober
Gotta reflect on how funky I keep it
Even as a junkie I sleep with what I got
And that’s not what I jock
But what I live inside is what I got is just hot
Give them justice just as I ride to the top
You all get blocked
The vibe is the same
(Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down)
Can’t get the melody out of my brain
I doubt it’ll change
It won’t change
Things that mattered before don’t matter no more
So I don’t know if I’m sad, mad, or just bored
Going around, people not knowing a sound
But abusing cause it’s low to the ground
Maybe rape the mids, maybe get high
Either way you know I’m not gonna sit by, and let this
pass
So take out whatever you got
And I mean take out, don’t go the safe route
Just do what you would normally do
Sorta like the storm it’s true
Sorta like the morning and the morning is due (dew)
Sorta like a mourning listening to Morning View
Sorta like not being like any kind of sorta way
And that’s my sorta day
One time for the sunshine
It’s one mind
The vibe is the same
(Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down)
Can’t get the melody out of my brain
I doubt it’ll change
It won’t change
