Tekster:
Close To Home The View From Here

s who we are. It's what we love. We stand at the edge of what's to come. It's who we are. It's what we love. LOVE! (Thanks to Close To Home for these

to live Could've easily got caught up in my yesteryears But I'm here, my story remains the same I ain't changed a bit, I speak words of pain From a

sad And the walls are closing in Like the darkness around me It's so hard to look away When the daylight doesn't ever stay Above this dull apartment view

gon' roll, watch the Franklin' faces fold Chasin' multi-platinum plaques while y'all settlin' for dough Drop that liquid on yo' tongue, put that reefer in your lungs Close the curtains here

would cry my heart out over you, It used to be every day I would wish you here close to me. I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, I'd just sit at home and

view and so much of you is so far from here It's so far from here, it's so far from here, it's so far from here And how it just fell apart 'cause I

keeping curtains closed I protect my house but on tour I try to find a home where my people are secure Your racist views are the views of your own So

him from And then you gave him a rope to hang with Divide and conquer him with all this gang shit So for the streets I'ma close like this Fuck y'all,

view While the angels are singing They are Yeah the angels are singing Me home 3 o'clock in the morning And I'm feeling no pain From way up here really