Lyrics:
a cage
Is waiting for tomorrow
If it comes
When the Sun goes down
And will never rise again
Let me remain as a free man in your memories
Cause I am going
to God
We respect we dey fear
We honor
Honor God
But we dey clear road
(Clear clear)
But we dey clear road
(Clear clear)
Brother man
Try dey clear road
Mible my girl, am in love with you, i wanna be the last man that will stand by you, my girl. any man try I go fight for your love
a rainbow
Looking for that pot of gold
What a man reaps is what a man sows
I am hearing what you have told me
Hey you, don't feel bad
And you say to me
If
hollow
Ooo he’s hollow
too busy on the timeline
too busy with the white noise
yeah yeah
Earth to me, earth to man
nobodys home, answerin
I am him, hollow
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often
the lip of another half empty glass sobered by the fact that you will never be a teacher and I will never be a father. I am the artist of this lie
And the Easter bunnys definitely not involved
Yeah we doing the most
Negative thoughts I am a terrible host
Living by faith in Christ we boast
Like a snail
and cried on my floor
While you were at home getting fucked by that boy
He's not a man
But I am
I want to be like my dad
Just only ever wanted to be
You the comfort in a death camp
Grace in the presence of slaughter
A contradiction to this hell on earth
Who am I, that you would sacrifice it all?
I
I'm a sucker for your beauty
Do you know that you sleep and I stay watching you like a recently cured blind man?
Coffee is usually my most
man)
Any doubt of before is by now quite certain
I used to be proud of what I thought made me different
Now it seems that everything that makes me is
how could the church
let children be killed
I can't even imagine how you felt
in that strange place all by yourself
when you said anything.. they got
Paranoid by my beliefs
Does my faith mean anything?
I'm paranoid, man
I'm paranoid
I feel mindless
I feel spineless
I am gutted
Ignorance is bliss
If I could turn the time back
I wouldn't waste a second
It hurts my soul to know that I can't
Show you the man that I am
I'm just wondering why
me say one day
E go be my own turn yeah
I just be hoping that someday
I Don't take a U-Turn
Don't wanna loose so I keep the hustle on
They say that
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