paroles de chanson Roundup - Mezsiah

I bet you′re high
I bet you're lost
Cause in the weed you feel the light you feel the cross
They see you are
Conspicious
Cause In their eyes a junkie is a foreigner
In the light in the cross
Do you trust all you′re hearin' of
I think of all the people you harrasin's gotten quite enough
Yesterday I was a hero
Lookin′ out for people
But now I′m growin' cold
Round ′em up...

I said It's all in the model o′society
They riotin' to show you how it′s not a cause
For lockin' up a young brown buck inside the walls
But Nixon made the call
He be callin' u a fool for that love
I′m dreamin′ of
I guess they stuck
In a loop of probation 'n′ procrastinations
And they don't want to live to like
But lack the information, to make all the right choices in life
Scream, make your voices heard
I think you′re just nobody, but u live and learn
You got yourself some rocks, watch ya future burn
Because you spill it on the ground, I said u live and learn
I guess I live and learn

I bet you're high
I bet you′re lost
Cause in the weed you feel the light you feel the cross
They see you are
Conspicuous
Cause In their eyes a junkie is a foreigner
In the light in the cross
Do you trust all you're hearin' of
I think of all the people you harrasin′s gotten quite enough
Yesterday I was a hero
Lookin′ out for people
But now I'm growin′ cold
Round 'em up...

Switch your eyes onto night mode
Let your heart beat with the dope
It makes you see it makes you cope
With loss
When what I′m dreaming of is so far gone
Gotta be something wrong with that
I know
You've got to be watching your step,
Before you go and regret
Where you gone
Where you left them
Animals within them
I hate staying cautious
But all of their flaws
See them painted on walls
Where′d you leave to
You're gone
Footprints all around the floor
Make a list for the poor
Made them march before
They had some luck
They made the leader move
So why not do it again before they round 'em up

I bet you′re high
I bet you′re lost
Cause in the weed you feel the light you feel the cross
They see you are
Conspicuous
Cause In their eyes a junkie is a foreigner
In the light in the cross
Do you trust all you're hearin′ of
I think of all the people you harrasin's gotten quite enough
Yesterday I was a hero
Lookin′ out for people
But now I'm growin′ cold
Round 'em up...