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Brother Ali
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Tight Rope
作词:Jason Newman
Frigid frozen Minnesota, chip on his shoulder Sick sleepin' on a pissy sofa Unwanted visitor in a different culture Missin' home and he can't go their civil warin'
Listen solider, forget gettin' over Prison state around the corner, homeless is even closer Kids with similar skin color still don't wantcha Spit and insult ya 'cause they been here longer
He leave his crib, he's guaranteed the pigs approach ya Where ya goin', where ya from, any weapons on ya? Your family is stressed out, you're gettin' older You don't live the way they did back in Somalia
It's extra difficult to be a daughter Tryin' to keep it modest with the sinners all around you Where the wrong garment, your parents get an ulcer If you wrap it up, the other children pickin' on you
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Holidays and you know what the business is You get two birthdays and two Christmases Older you get you resent how sick it is They're tryin' to cover their guilt with the gifts they give
Bounce from his house to her house Too bad that marriage didn't work out Now you don't have your house Daddy fightin' mommy, they both tell me they love me If I get too close to one, the other one start actin' funny
Ma went and had a baby with a different dad You act happy to please 'em but you are really sad Seein' first hand that family that you will never have Plus you ain't no real brother, you're just a half 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
Gotta pick up the pieces and move on Bed time stories and greet them on the phone Live in two houses and neither one is home Wishin' you were grown, have the freedom to get gone
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Daddy was a preacher, momma was a Sunday school teacher Big brother, football squad leader Now far be it for you to disappoint or displease them You're just bein' what you feel you see in
That mirror every time you peer in Swallow the tears inside that empty feelin' Her boy terrified to let the world in He has girlfriends but doesn't want a girlfriend
He retreats inside himself Where he lives life itself in secret Daddy says people go to hell for bein' What he is and he certainly believes them
'Cause there ain't no flame that can blaze enough To trump bein' hated for the way you love And cry yourself to sleep and hate wakin' up It's a cold world y'all, shame on us
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toein' on a tight rope Holdin' on for survival Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
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