Out of the dark, he found a road
To quietly walk alone
Hard are the days he learned to know
The calm comes after the storm
Sit back and watch the rain
Breathe out before tomorrow
Slow down before you break
And you're cast aside
Meet me at the back of the bus
Beep-beep with my hat and my gloves
See me, I'm erratic on drugs
Do stuff I regret, feel embarrassed tomorrow
Wagwan, what you onto?
Far side of the yonder, far cry from a younger
Hard times made me stronger
And these drinks make me drunker, drugs made me fonder
Sellin' drugs gets you richer, that's a royal flush on a river
Go HMP for a winter
I grew up 'round toxic, and people can't see
'Cause they live in a pond with some dumb fish
I was with the sharks outside the park
When it's dark, lighters spark, nobody wanna try it with us
Pop out like a Jack-in-the-box
Sayin', "This what you wanted?" (Pow, pow)
Same ones that'll praise you up
Be the same ones to say, "You're done, it's all love"
Non-stop, you get cropped like bud
'Cause no one wanna see you blossom on top
From the bottom, yeah, I climbed a lot
And people tryna break my thumbs, what's good?
Be the barber, gotta line it up
When push comes to shove, you gotta push
System laggin', think we need a reboot
Feelin' stranded, got me feelin' feeble
You never there when I really need you
Always land on my feet like a cat out a tree
Watch it crumble to sand when I'm grittin' my teeth
Shit flies with the magpies
He drowned, got baptised, oh well, I guess that's life
So right now I gotta pass time
So quiet, hear a penny drop
Right in my head and it's loud as fuck (Ah)
Fuck the people tried doubtin' us
I fall on my knees with my hands to God
Bite the hand that feeds you
If I said I loved you, I would never leave you
If I said I loved you, it's because I need you (Hello?)
Call you pancake like I need my treacle (Mwah)
Same ones that'll praise you up
Be the same ones to say, "You're done, it's all love"
Non-stop, you get cropped like bud
'Cause no one wanna see you blossom on top
From the bottom, yeah, I climbed a lot
And people tryna break my thumbs, what's good?
Be the barber, gotta line it up
When push comes to shove, you gotta push
Sit back and watch the rain
Breathe out before tomorrow
Slow down before you break
And you're cast aside
compositores: Chris Trowbridge, Deborah Jung, Dominic Maker, Gavin Clark, Kwesi Darko Obiri, Michael Percy, Tyron Frampton
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