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