Songtexte Glass - Matthew 508
Songs
in
the
key
of
life
Recollections
of
my
wrongs
when
I
sleep
at
night
And
journal
entries
on
the
train
from
69th
to
Times
Square
just
to
see
the
lights
And
bundles
for
a
decent
price
I
never
could
have
dreamed
I'd
be
reaching
heights
A
scared
soldier
in
the
trenches
now
I
lead
the
fights
I
tried
to
show
you
love,
I
was
just
being
nice
Know
it
hurt
sometimes
but
you'll
get
over
it
and
be
alright
And
I
resided
where
the
thunder
was
40
with
the
blows,
had
the
sickness
with
the
stomach
bugs
It
is
what
it
is,
it
was
never
what
it
was
Choppers
off
of
12th
was
like
percussion
when
a
drummer
drums
The
inventory
cumbersome
Cold
blooded
fiend,
I
dove
on
the
scene
I
learned
how
to
stay,
I've
known
when
to
leave
I've
grown
out
of
pain,
far
from
home,
out
of
reach
20,000
leagues
under
the
sea,
and
I
found
treasure
Resurrected
2017,
been
around
pressure
Captain
of
the
enterprise,
surrender
to
the
serenades
Capers
with
the
gators
from
Miami
to
the
everglades
Christened
and
regenerated
Brokenhearted
off
of
30
love,
that's
a
tennis
game
Mixy
with
a
Zoe
Saldana
and
I
was
center
stage
Valium
with
the
fetty,
that
was
sprinkles
on
vanilla
cake
I
had
to
bleed
to
have
epiphanies
Truth
be
told
I
had
to
hit
my
knees
just
to
catch
a
break
Never
talk
to
God
except
to
pray
I
wouldn't
catch
a
case
Steve
Irwin
dreaming
we
were
searching
tryna
catch
a
snake
The
ecstasy
was
pressed
and
fake
Take
four
and
a
Roxycontin
knock
on
Heaven's
gate
Bank
tellers
telling
all
the
lies
that
I
would
tell
her
bank
Quarter
of
an
onion,
get
to
peeling
like
the
cellar
paint
Crack
the
Bacardi,
asthmatic
in
the
back
of
the
Rarri
I'm
with
the
faction
like
a
bachelor
party
I'm
flowing
Opium,
I'm
rapping
with
Carti
And
backpack
the
safari,
I
told
the
candy
man
to
pass
me
a
Smartie
These
flashbacks
is
like
I'm
back
in
the
Army
Dissociated
out
at
Piccadilly
Circus
off
the
skag
and
some
Charlie
And
I
cannot
respect
these
characters,
they
faking
on
some
kid
shit
Fictitious
shit
like
Daffy
and
Barney,
stop
the
cap
and
malarkey
I
felt
the
sickness
and
I
kept
my
distance
long
before
the
Vaccines
and
mask
in
the
car
seat
Was
dapping
my
scholar,
ain't
have
a
dollar
still
could
bag
me
a
Barbie
No
weapon
formed
for
me
can
actually
harm
me,
do
the
dash
on
a
Harley
And
off
the
acid
I
was
wacky
and
gnarly
At
'em
even
eat
a
tab
with
a
carnie,
tell
my
dad
that
I'm
sorry
And
get
to
laughing,
see
my
past
when
it's
starry
I'm
making
magic,
take
a
drag
and
I'm
Marley,
508
bitch
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