I know that you would rather die than hide
Don't save me from the fight
Don't bury me alive
I know you waited half a life to try
So who am I to find a way across the line
They tell me that I'm nothing; I'm walked over and passed on
15 minutes later, these imitators don't last long
I don't catch a wave, or deal with the skulduggery
I am the result of dealing my own currency
Caution, when fake love is often
Bury me with nothing but pride inside my coffin
Feel it coming, I swore it when I was young
Like a shot from a loaded gun, I be the one – like
Anybody, who anybody can see the passion
I went running wild, and doubled down on the action
My people in the city, I can raise them like the roof
All that trouble in my youth, made me fire in the booth
Now that hunger in my stomach, got them baited when I roar
They wouldn't let me in the gate, so I tunnel through the floor
Now they carry me with harmony and caution on the side
Caution on the side
I know that you would rather die than hide
Don't save me from the fight
Don't bury me alive
I know you waited half a life to try
So who am I to find a way across the line
Give me that symphony songbird, go sing me that
Mirror that, all of my dark days, get rid of that
Show me light, show me the motion when I be moving right
Black or white, fuck is the difference when you switch out the light?
Know I'm right, closed off vivarium
Black mirror watch, like tank life aquarium
The border closed, I don't know what we achieved
We've been killing overseas, now its time to fuckin' leave?
Like hold back, give us a minute I don't condone that
All around the map, I don't think we really own that
If you want a tight circle you can move in a huddle
But in the city where I'm from, that will get you in trouble
With some bigotry, hickory dickory dock symmetry
Say the wrong thing with the wrong colours so flippantly
Literally, there's division in the west, there's division in the east
We just need some fuckin' peace like – hold up
I don't wanna fuckin' preach, but I'm coming from the streets
I've been raised up off that tonic, that's the belly of the beast
Steady living in the Shire, like it got me on a hook
I got trouble on my mind, probably younger than I look
Look, pray I bring that fire or at least a little heat
I promise that when I fail I'll get back up on my feet
I got shelter from the rain, when I'm running with the troops
I would rather die now than be cut off from my roots
I know that you would rather die than hide
Don't save me from the fight
Don't bury me alive
I know you waited half a life to try
So who am I to find a way across the line
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