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"We used to look up in the sky and wonder, at our place in the stars
Now we just look down, and worry about our place in the dirt."
Yo, this ain't life through the looking glass
Think fast, minutes turn days to past
I'm here breathing, seeing what I didn't once
A lifetime to unearth what's beneath the dust
Adolescent youth blind with the vision
On streets running wild in the class did the
It's kind of mad when you track back decisions
Every small choice can determine how you're living
Slowly, perception comes wider
Like taste buds develop, our minds become wiser
As a youth I weren't wrapped up in cotton wool
Told truth but never would believe it all
Eyes tell a story, the soul tells a lot more
Poker face tights want to lead you through the wrong door
Truth hurts, greed lives while hate devours
Fear in our blood, still love can conquer all
Life ain't magic and dreams don't just happen
Locked down in the daily pattern
The fabric of time, the course of perception
Gathering change as we seek our direction
Life ain't magic and dreams don't just happen
Locked down in the daily pattern
The fabric of time, the course of perception
Gathering change as we seek our direction
Whatever can happen must happen
Dreams ever just balance, unravel some fathom
Ways to pursue what you love when you trust talent
Some happen, some lack enough passion
Some want to get by, get dumb lagging
When they're done with the graft in a rough tavern
No contempt for their heads, always meant to respect
Reject keep the sense that expenses reflect
The quality of man just the property you have
I can start with telling you equality is bad
Suck a chopper are you mad?
Guess they never tasted poverty, I have
Square peg nine five in a round hole
Ran a claw back at the time that the town stole
I'm seen as a man that's without goals
From a child 'til now and I'm how old?
Life ain't magic and dreams don't just happen
Locked down in the daily pattern
The fabric of time, the course of perception
Gathering change as we seek our direction
Life ain't magic and dreams don't just happen
Locked down in the daily pattern
The fabric of time, the course of perception
Gathering change as we seek our direction
Yo trust me, I learnt a lot through the years
If you're on a straight path no one swift will appear
Money buys all, whether love, whether fear
If you don't understand make that shit disappear
I just watch in amazement
Tell the young'un seek knowledge not payment
The best tool is the brain, don't mistake it
Get your mind right, find natural arrangement
Quite right and with brains came chances
Foreign to a house on the payday advances
They say we're bastards, they call us shite
I blow my chances, they sort of right
Raised greasy, spoon not silver
Learnt bad things, shit got pilfered
Neck pilsner, grogs for the hijinks
Home in the gutter but aiming for nice things



Авторы: Stacy Jack Sizemore, Britton Joseph Cameron, Patricia Conroy Copyright: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Hookline East, Patricia Conroy, Patricia Conroy Music



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