Searching... from Blasé by BigAnt

searching for meaning,
in this cold, dark room
in this cold, dark room
ah
yea

I know each life, and minute, and moment,
searching after you,
searching after you

searching for fortune,
in this empty hole
in this empty hole

I know each life, and minute, and moment,
searching after you,
searching after you

cool side of the pillow
sleep where the wind blows
shot on a pola
and no faded memory
but almost

saints wouldn’t work slow
find where they are though
paint with a fine stroke
why don’t we stare out the window

stains on a wood floor
same but i want more
hold to each other
empty just to fill up
fill up
feeling
thriller

I know each life, and minute, and moment,
searching after you,
searching after you

I know each life, and minute, and moment,
searching after you,
searching after you

i feel waste inside my brain
thick inside my head now
head now
searching after you
I’ll stay alone
I’ll stay alone

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• asian
• guitar
• lofi
• rap & hip-hop
• suburban pop
• Irvine