Letra de 'Is It Right (feat. Eyedea, Crescent Moon & Impulse)' de Kristoff krane

[Eyedea]
I'm not really dead this coffins to show
I'm not really alive I just cry to bring you to my hole
And now I hold you tightly in the name of fucked up
Until you bite the clips that called us
My ribs break every time I hold myself
A billion stars in the sky and I just want to taste one
Its my jupiter, I'm your junkie
I know your beautiful, I can see you in my ugly
Now I'm going to put my face down, you can stand on my back

If I drown, please know that, I'm happy to see you get where you had to go
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you

[Kristoff Krane]
Meet me in the middle where we know each others pain
And to understand the reason why we fight is just because we feel the same
We were angry with each other, we knew no one to blame
We do not need to suffer from what is covered underneath
I care about you too much to abuse true love and lose confidence
In which to use to play, but grew immune to use us and get accustomed
We use it as a crutch
Loses us but it's beautiful
How we cross the bruises
And look at each other
Sometimes I get blue because I wanted to know
How to love you better
As I became a letter
This was sent in june
But it did not get until the middle of autumn
Just before the winter drew the smile light
This reminds me that you're new

[Eyedea]
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you

Harvest what your hands sow
Sleep in your cold land
Take what you should take
And leave what you can not hold
Nut, cold earth, must take, can not hold
Cornered with a paper trail
Bail when nature fails
See the razor blades
While I'm taking a sip from the sky scraper
But such an old night
And a light so pale I'm walking towards it
Foolish, often stupid gawking
Who is it, you to lose with blue eyes
That she pins me with a thought that is moving by
I drew the line I'm never ending, I'm just losing sight
I, I can not, I can not dance
Dance in wounded lies
Catch a flash back took a back trail with a sad? And I'm sui-cide ways to walk
Roads talking in my sleep
But the conversation is always cheap, it gets lost under my feet
Some shiver like a killer yet the thunder sky cries
Stop asking me why I
Hear a hundred deep cries
I need to push with a little more push
Continue with a little more keep in
Or the jukebox will not get home that plays our favorite r & b song
I hope he plays forever
50 Long train tickets
Well, it will always die
Anyway, tell me what's wrong

It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you

With the little strength I still have
I've been working on a better way to go about my death
And I never had time to take a second look at certain
Instances that let me hurt like a person
I am witnessing what is best known as perfect that you can not see
But that is the purpose
Nervous contractions, ridiculous romp
I'm so ready with this
Let's run away
To annoy the pains
Make it a point to point out mistakes
As long as we can get it to a level where we both understand that I am happy
I would not lie, I would not want to fry
I do not want to see if I could not look you in the eye
Justify, trust the sky
Look for shelter when it's time to make the clouds cry

It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you
It's wrong? It's wrong?
I still feel like it's wrong
That's right?
Jokes on you