Lyrics Roma - Glints

Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma

I have my head on straight
Straightforward out the gate
I'll be on time not late I'll never make you wait
At any rate
I dictate my own fate

Early morning - my alarm's going off
Quit the yawning - Don't you doze off
Meditate - the bad thoughts I throw em off
& it's time for lift off
Healthy breakfast then I make a checklist
To sum it up feel like I might summit the Everest
Fail to plan and you just plan to fail
With commitment the snail prevails

But when in Rome
I might just do the things I don't condone at home
I might forget all of the things I've always known
I might just trample all the things that I have grown
It's so well-known

But when in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
When in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma

Stick with it
Get my ducks in a row - build it
Brick by brick
Get the show on the road don't quit
Rome wasn't built in one day you know
Life's a vineyard vinegar or wine you reap what you sow
Just know
I run a tight ship
Tightrope dancing
Balancing but I might trip
Keep advancing
Dangling at this height it's
So entrancing
Blackening for my eyes - shit
Battle my fright
Uh oh
See I can run but I can't hide from my shadow
The sun is gone I am fighting the light tonight - lie low
No photos everyone knows that when it rains it snows
The pressures building inside of me until something blows
Usually I don't do this
Usually I'm a buddhist
Usually I don't lie don't misguide
I'm the truest
Usually I'm collected
Disciplined well-respected
At least til I get infected

But when in Rome
I might just do the things I don't condone at home
I might forget all of the things I've always known
I might just trample all the things that I have grown
It's so well-known

But when in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
When in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
When in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma

Mayday mayday
I lose my way
My glass is raised
To my mistakes
All work no play
It's so cliché
We all fall pray
Hell to pay
Mayday mayday
I lose my way
My glass is raised
To my mistakes

Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
When in Rome
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma
Roma Roma