Think about, sometimes
When looking how the worlds goes around
Everybody’s eyes on the ground, look at me
We never stop and listen to the beautiful sounds, birds talk to us But
we don’t listen cus’ were too stressed out
Like we forgot about what life is really about
Are we burnt out
Ooh, I crave it all too
But I ain’t going to lose it, lose it..
Mama baba, what do I do with this?
Mama baba, was it supposed to be like this?
Mama baba, what do I do with this?
Mama baba, was it supposed to be like this?
Dream about, everyday
Walking down the streets without suspisious eyes
Mmm, I wanna look at you
Without feeling unsafe ya
I wanna sing to you
I wanna look and smile to your face ya
Wanna dare to talk to you
But somethings holding me back, why?
I often think about death, why?
They never told me this would happen when I grow up
Am I going to lose it? To lose it..
Mama baba, what do I do with this?
Mama baba, was it supposed to be like this?
Mama baba, what do I do with this?
Mama baba, was it supposed to be like this?
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