作曲 : Flore Benguigui/Charles de Boisseguin/Achille Trocellier/Tom Daveau/David Gaugué/Hagni Gwon Peace 2 the world Peace to the kids We all gotta hurt We all gotta suffer We all got a heart that bleeds on each other We all had a mother a sister a brother
Alhamdulillah You worshiping the gossip You never fought back Your conquering your Colour The scars on ya back Conceived by a woman A star you the brightest Glorified death Crucified Christ Sleepy giant gone rest Blonde hair blue eyed version ain't shit Meditate backwards church bells ring worldwide hyms
Footsteps Ethiopian old hunched back Looked back bible in his hands dodged punch as Assumptions seeking to expand one's conscious Conquests, tribal, humans, nonsense Cosmic, uterus. Birthed me, awesome Comics. Aliens, flying saucers Suffering, solace, praising me, content Judas, Deborah, scripted, prophets
One phone tap Hatred for a soul I ain't never seen laugh Carved out my features w the simplest of math E = everything eventually ends Everyone's dead
Why do you look at me this way? What role am I supposed to play?
Never on the list at the party Never quite as cool as you want me (But) I don't need a friend I got plenty That your eyes can't see Always all alone, never lonely Got my inner life and it's sunny I've a million arms there to hold me That your eyes can't see
Light one in the air Rip my dawgs finding strength in despair Loose change We paved Swimming through the tears Fighting through fallacies Scribbling my notes Back to my salary Money don't fold Brushing my bro One man's trash be another man's gold Zoom through with the ray bans on static Hip hops answer to the magic
Jingle bells rang Santa clause hoed down snow on demand Kiss kiss wet lips throwing these hands Cook em like holidays billy boy Bragg I thought I was a man
Why do you look at me this way? What role am I supposed to play?
Never on the list at the party Never quite as cool as you want me (But) I don't need a friend I got plenty That you eyes can't see Always all alone, never lonely Got my inner life and it's sunny I've a million arms there to hold me That your eyes can't see
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