Live At The Roundhouse 27-05-2016

Glass Eyes

recomposed, some little changes in the mix here and there...just wanted to make a second beat out of this but keep the first one.

32 Bars Freestyle Beat #4.2 [more dark]

Der Ältere

Truth
Sets you free
Truth
Helps you believe
Truth
Makes you see
Truth
Cures your need

Confidence
With your truth
Confidence
With your truth

Lying to yourself
Makes no sense
With the lack of confidence
At your expense

When you accept your truth
Life will be better
When you accept your truth
Life won't be sadder

Confidence
With your truth
Confidence
With your truth

Believe in who you are
Believe in what you do
Nobody is in competition
With you

The only competition
Is yourself
Making yourself better
Not like anyone else

Confidence
With your truth
Confidence
With your truth

Confidence With Your Truth (Reprise)

Verse 1:

Grandpa worked hard every day of his life

Grandma pinched pennies like a good wife

They carried the weight of a world on their back

No time for dreaming, just tryin’ not to crack



Chorus:

I see your struggles, I feel your pain

These troubles don’t define you

There’s brighter mornings, better days

I know your gonna break through



Verse 2:

Mama prayed nightly the bills would get paid

Daddy punched clocks till his body gave way

They taught you to hustle, to get what you can

But you learned survival ain’t the only plan



Chorus:

I see your struggles, I feel your pain

These troubles don’t define you

There’s brighter mornings, better days

I know your gonna break through



Verse 3

Now you’ve got a vision, a fire in your soul

Your gonna rise from the ashes, your on a roll

The past doesn’t matter, the future’s your song

You can change your story and  carry it strong



Break:



Chorus:

I see your struggles, I feel your pain

These troubles don’t define you

There’s brighter mornings, better days

I know your gonna break through

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FabisBdayUkuleleSven

Когда земля идёт из под ног 
Уйти за порог
Не оставив следы
Мой дом - это мой персональный острог
Скормить себя тени
На радость толпы

Упали столпы
И съехались стены
В конвульсиях бьются глухие углы
Лишь скрип тормозов
И крики сирены
Пугливой вороной Летят во дворы


Последний поезд спичкой сгорел
Оставил меня одного на перроне
Хотел  вечер  встретить, а встретил расстрел
Оставив автограф на каждом патроне

Сентябрь свалился с балкона окурком
Сутулый фонарь - мой последний товарищ
А где то тепло, и медная турка
Греет сердца, пока ты замерзаешь

Когда память осядет на дно
Останется только курить в окно
в карманах лишь холод и злость
Ночь смотрит в упор, смотрит насквозь

Ночь

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