paroles de chanson Go on and Cry - Greaseball

It's been a bad one, it's been a long night
You were the wrong one, I'm in the wrong right
I tried to scream, oh lord, but the preacher
Contorted his features cut the cord, no neither
You nor he said a word, followed by the bird
And isn't it absurd, I'm ever so perturbed
And even when the words are coming out slurred
I feel this inquisition isn't something I deserve
For the life of me
I try to pay the piper but the price too steep
See the rice might burn but the limes still keep
Either I might learn Or I might just creep to the garden
I can see the roses, the prose has fallen
Your nose might itch 'til these hoes quit calling
I know you wanna be cold, oh darling
But it's okay, let it go, just bawl and cry
Cry,

Go on and, go on and
Go on and cry

Cause everything's a lie, when you been feeling tough
Cause ain't nobody tough, and ain't nobody bad
Although everybody sins, you were born good
So you let the world win
I forget the whirlwind that we livin' in
Even though we spin in it
I'm witnessing the differences It really isn't intricate
You don't gotta let them women in, dawg
It's a dividend, skip to the middle, get lost
In the wilderness, god isn't infinite, wrong
I was thinking bout y'all when I'd written this song
Okay, I was thinking bout my day
I was thinking of a way to shake those cobwebs away
And realized that the evil in your eyes
Wasn't even a surprise when you're seeing through the lies
I realized that the reason I despise the defeat and the the demise
Is cuz you'll never even let yourself cry

Go on and, go on and
Go on and cry

Imagine that, this my habitat, love
You can laugh at that, it really doesn't matter that much
I've been aware for too long, time to benefit
Long time degenerate, wrong I am never then
We, are never gon' be, whatever we'd be
You locked up in a cage, you should let yourself free
I let myself out, I threw away the key
At the end of the day, rather you than me
It's a gas though, living with the damned and the assholes
Digging in the sand till my back broke
Spitting in my hands till the rats choke, gagging
Dragging myself where I can't go
Damned if I still stayed, hands on a switchblade
Cats in the bag as we planned out the kid names
Damn, it's a big shame, darling, the issue
Always I'll miss you, but you'll be wrong 'til
You ball up those tissues
And Cry

Go on and cry