Muxibosh - Vibe Deep (Original Mix)

I'm a body.
Day.
Lots of heavy rain. The city cities awake.
Everyone's chasing the connections they make.
I watch how they compromise just for the hype.
Selling their focus for a different type.
They fill up the rooms and it's peak in the gloom
With a heavy devotion to the fig.
No time for the shadows.
I'm clearing my space.
Find my sanctuary in a quiet place.
Drift away.
Oh yeah, the world is now fading.
The water runs deep.
I watch all the promises they couldn't keep.
No fake reactions.
I'm cutting the thread.
Clearing the whispers.
They lift my head.
They run for the fame while I run for the soul.
Keeping my focus and staying in control.
Some bridges burn just to light up the way.
Some words are heavy with nothing to say.
Drift away.
Drift away.
I look at the embers, I'm turning the page.
No longer trapped inside of the cage.
I speak to the coldness and tell it to freeze.
My spirit is drifting away with the breeze.
They talk about balance. They talk about luck.
But I was the one who was left in the mud.
I washed off the dirt and I stood on my feet.
Reversing the cycle, making it sweet.
My de
Drift away.
In the zone.
In the zone.
Drift away.
Body.
Hey. Hey.
Day.
Them lots of heavy rain awake.
Everyone's chasing the connections they make.
I watch how they compromise just for the hype.
Selling their focus for a different type.
They fill up the rooms and it's peak in the gloom
With heavy devotion to the fig that doom.
No time for the shadows.
I'm clearing my space.
Finding my sanctuary in a quiet place.
Drift away.
Yeah, the world is now fading.
The water runs deep.
I watch all the promises they couldn't keep.
No fake reactions.
I'm cutting the thread.
Clearing the whispers.
They lift in my head.
They run for the fame while I run for the soul.
Keeping my focus and staying in control.
Some bridges burn just to light up the weight.
Some words are heavy with nothing to say.
Drift away.
Drift away.
I look at the embers.
I'm turning the page.
No longer trapped inside of the cage.
I speak to the coldness and tell it to freeze.
My spirit is drifting away with the breeze.
They talk about balance. They talk about luck.
But I was the one who was left in the mud.
I washed off the dirt and I stood on my feet.
Reversing the cycle, making it sweet.
My de
Away.
Drift away.
Body gray.