Corn Rows

Slipping Through the Corn Rows: Embracing Liberation and Self-Discovery
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Lyrics

It might take some time

Expressing patience, acknowledging the need for time to achieve something.

But I'll do it on my own

Emphasizing independence and determination to accomplish a task without assistance.

YOu act as if it's a crime

Perceiving judgment or criticism, possibly unjust, and feeling accused.

Like I'm bad down to my bones

Reacting to the perception of being fundamentally flawed or morally corrupted.

But I sleep at night time

Highlighting the ability to find peace and rest despite external judgments.

And I can't understand how you ever did

Expressing confusion about someone else's actions, possibly morally questionable.

Sounds cliche I can't live a lie

Rejecting the idea of living a falsehood, preferring authenticity over pretense.

I was feeling old and tired

Describing a state of weariness and feeling aged, possibly due to external influences.

Now I feel like a little kid

Experiencing a rejuvenation, feeling youthful and energetic again.

I think you're suddenly blind

Suggesting a perceived blindness in someone, selectively focusing on specific aspects.

Only see what you want to do

Pointing out someone's tendency to see only what aligns with their desires or beliefs.

Good God man where's your mind

Questioning someone's mental state or focus, possibly due to their selective perception.

You don't see me but you're so easy to see through

Highlighting a contradiction where one is not seen despite being transparent or easy to understand.

Now I'm slipping through the corn rows

Metaphorically describing a transition or escape through a field of corn rows.

Now I'm slipping through the corn rows

Repetition of the previous line, emphasizing the significance of the transition.

You can't see me any more

Stating the result of the transition, becoming invisible or unnoticed.

Now you're slipping through the corn rows

Describing a similar transition in the perspective of another person.

Slipping through the back rows

Continuing the imagery of slipping through rows, possibly suggesting a subtle departure.

Can't see me anymore, can't see me anymore

Reiterating the theme of becoming unseen or unnoticed.

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