paroles de chanson Elements - Mark Cooper , Runaway Droid

I don't think you ready, neither am I
My mind still heavy on the fact that they cut down trees with machetes meeting
Freddie on Elm Street like we didn't fall asleep already
Wait living in a dream where you can't get me
Pass code for entry, safe vault
It's the survival of the fittest whether or not
You admit it more than just taking off the top moonsault
Need to be like asphalt with the foundation
Mixed in with the same basin same creation that can have us
Come together as one nation so we have no lives wasted
Plus when it rains in pours
We set out for more for what in store to what life explores we can't afford to lose
So we follow thru with nothing but high notes you can see that we struck a chord

Is the storm wind cruel when it rips the trees out of the ground
Is the fire evil when it burns
Is it out of malice when the ground beneath you crumbles and you fall
When you drown is the sea suppose to feel remorse

12 Like a mic check
Exchanged words up and down like Nasdaq deep down to the concept
That life is a gamble no matter of the prospect
Cuz growth is a process and its painful
From each angle that seems complex and complicated
Cuz hard times are not my favourite
But we are obligated to go through things that we have to
Make permanent marks like a tattoo
Let me ask you
If you had the world in the palm of your hand would you move like a globetrotter
Or would you stand still like a statue
There's no in-between, whether your man or machine, product or fiend
Whatever the motive or scheme, we must stand up and fight for humanity needs

Is the storm wind cruel when it rips the trees out of the ground
Is the fire evil when it burns
Is it out of malice when the ground beneath you crumbles and you fall
When you drown is the sea suppose to feel remorse

Is the storm wind cruel when it rips the trees out of the ground
Is the fire evil when it burns
Is it out of malice when the ground beneath you crumbles and you fall
When you drown is the sea suppose to feel remorse