Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The World Might Not Live Through The Night, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Date of issue: 04.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
The World Might Not Live Through The Night |
| You better dead those tears, |
| Uh, they say the end is near |
| And I doubt that they were talking about this can of beer |
| Get on the purple motorcycle and ride |
| We’re still trying to party like it’s 1999, times out of ten |
| We’re all looking at our fate like a date and we hoping that she brought her |
| friend |
| Lean on the same crutches |
| Like a new game plan ain’t nothing to fuck with |
| Pass the judgement 'pon the left hand side |
| Splash in the flood like you’ll never get dry |
| Run like the blood from a dead man’s pride |
| Everybody bets with they life |
| And lately I feel like the meal got tasty |
| Trying to look at what the cook’s putting in the gravy |
| I know I’m not crazy |
| I just got so much soul the devil hates me |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |
| We’re supposed to live in fear |
| Otherwise mama might see you in some prison gear |
| Gotta be a model civilian |
| And get your name printed on a bottle full of pills and |
| Spill your guts into a dixie cup |
| Give no fucks, kiss no butts |
| So edgy, such a rebel |
| Low levy, another level |
| But everybody want the same thing, we all want the same things |
| We all wanna chase dreams |
| Celebrate trying to maintain |
| With a little more time to appreciate this painting |
| Now pretend you’re not alone |
| And put your hands up in the air like a drone |
| Yeah, now hold 'em over your head |
| Like your home got invaded by the feds |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |
| Apocalyptic, little predictable |
| Opportunity, hypocritical |
| I got a wristband, give me access |
| We gonna party 'til they bomb Minneapolis |
| And we’ll admit that it’s not that complex |
| Just a big popularity contest |
| Working with the same tools ever since grade school |
| Now say a prayer for the pimp and pump the keg, dude |
| And if you try, you could get so high |
| Convinced you could kiss the sky |
| And that seem better than trying to be a better friend |
| Hold your breath in, and then dive in the decadence |
| I’m lucky I’m alive just to represent |
| And document my life in the present tense |
| So I’ma keep talking shit |
| Until mama nature kicks us off the tit |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |
| Sing a song we will recite |
| Worked so long to build your life |
| But it could feel so wrong to feel alright |
| When the world might not live through the night |