Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doorways, artist - Abhi The Nomad. Album song Catharsis, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Abhi The Nomad
Song language: English
Doorways |
| I’ve built a fire |
| It sits by my side in the dark |
| Stripped off my skin |
| Cut my flesh for a spark |
| My thoughts are the kindling |
| They’re burning all my doubt |
| Harnessed all of my strength from the sun and the ground |
| At the end of the day |
| When the trees have fallen |
| When the world burns down |
| I know this is my calling |
| I’ll be here to stay |
| When they all yell timber |
| When the world burns down |
| I’ll stick up my finger |
| The end is just a record label |
| Money money money keys |
| My girl is th world to this man |
| Love has been a funny thing |
| I wanna give it all away but i can’t |
| Empty hallways, doorways, alleys, staircass and houses |
| Nothing but a mouse in them |
| Heat it up while the fires burning |
| In the trashcans of the dusty cold |
| Burning away the past man |
| Carry nothing on me but a lucky rope |
| And a pack of needs |
| Never ever needed a pack of these |
| Just knacks and a snack to eat |
| Maybe a sack of dope |
| Yo homie lets pack a piece |
| Thats not me, no more |
| Who are you to say that i’m lost |
| I’m just do or die, its mutual suicide |
| For me and all my friends |
| Me and my girl just talking about meeting my end |
| My journeys almost over so just tell me where i’ll begin now |
| Some doors i open yeah they going nowhere |
| I built a fire round the campsite i grow in |
| Watching it burn over time like the ozone |
| Still keep it cold, wintertime snowcone |
| Ain’t got no friends like my motherfucking EP |
| Rub on my lights like aladdin did genie |
| White people still spell my name wrong its easy |
| Fuck chris columbus, ain’t slept in no teepee |
| I’m proud of my skin, used to hide out in my house |
| Yeah in middle school they doubt me bet they fucking love me now |
| They was all that jazz, when they was drunk fucking these hoes |
| Till they flunked, saw me score like FIFA, kicking in these doors |
| Now i know that my destiny’s nothing but a hallway |
| Im stacking all of my bad decisions up in the crawlspace |
| And lockpicking if they never let me in |
| Set aside the keys to happiness to see if i can win |
| And soon enough i’ll know security is just a false act |
| And when the chips are down my family’s my only fallback |
| I’ve been caught sticking my finger in the wind |
| To check if these open doors will lead me to the end |