The King Charles Era

The King Charles Era
New sound, new style, still the same loser.

Focused Energy 0fficial lyrics


(verse 1)

The last time I seen you, you lost some weight. Which made me feel awful, okay? I felt like I wanted to toss you a plate of my heart and walk away, but you'd start to fade. With a wave. And I'd start to say "hey" to the sky and the guy who I'm not supposed to believe in. So am I supposed to be close to you? I can't read it. I meant to say "om"... I mean Am... I mean, DAMN. You see how you fuckin' up my focus? You can possibly be the one for me, or you could be the one I run from. With ease (The Beast). So I stay away from both subjects. I'm married with children now. And I hope love gets the best of the both of us. The wame I wake up with... The One... shit. See how you making my brain wake up shit? I don't want to hurt you. I never will. But forever we will be still. Your energy.

(hook)

Everywhere I go,
I can see you, I can feel you, I believe you. Am I real to you?
Everywhere I go,
I can see that me believing is a problem. Do I deal with you?
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.

(verse 2)

I mean, you've always been slender as far as I can remember. But it's almost December. At least in my heart. November is where I start. And you know not to call the police when shit gets dark. I am the police, but... "GUITAR!", because you don't need to call anybody but me. And your body was mean. I can't believe I had to pretend your body was Bey just to get me out. Now I'm living out loud what this living's about. Just to see you. Yes, that's the reason why we all exist. I guess. Though it is the honest truth, I can bet you want me to be inside of you/on top of you as a gesture called thank you. I can be A Jester Called Thank You and just make you laugh like and angel. In my whiteboy terms, I wanted to bang you. In my black terms, I just want to hang with you.

(hook)

Everywhere I go,
I can see you, I can feel you, I believe you. Am I real to you?
Everywhere I go,
I can see that me believing is a problem. Do I deal with you?
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.

(verse 3)

I want to climb trees with you.
I want to find me with you.
I can define me with you.

I'm ready to go.

I want to smoke lime weed with you.
And hope I don't bleed with you.

But you know how that goes, when you don't know how that goes.

Climbing up your legs after intercepting your toes' wishes to beg. So I listen to your head. Instead of your heart. What else am I to do? I help you out a lot. Can you help me while I'm in the booth? And not hurt me by saying the exact same thing I do? Which is a genius move, but I've seen you move. You're dark and bright. I need you all my life, even if we're not the lovers-falling-in type.

(hook)

Everywhere I go,
I can see you, I can feel you, I believe you. Am I real to you?
Everywhere I go,
I can see that me believing is a problem. Do I deal with you?
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.
Everywhere I go,
I hope you know amber is the color of the energy.






Amber is the girl on Twitter making accusations. We know each other. Don't take it too serious. This song was recorded before she started doing this. There's another song from 2012 that I plan to transcribe about her.

Here's to you, Stewart Little.






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