Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Concrete Dreams , by - Charlie Farley. Release date: 07.04.2016
Song language: English
Concrete Dreams |
| You can call me a sinner |
| You can call me a saint |
| You can say I’m a winner |
| You can say that I ain’t |
| Just know it won’t change a damn thing |
| I am who I am, so I am who I blame |
| While I sip this whisky |
| And chase these concrete dreams |
| Ever since I was a kid I’ve had an itch I couldn’t fix |
| It’s as if even when I did scratch it would just get deeper in the skin |
| Till a scab was covering it |
| Then I’d peel it back and dig deeper until no skin no flesh was left |
| Then I went to discovering I’d have this itch until death |
| Cause it’s in my bones |
| From on the road been gone to being home |
| But being alone in my own zone writing songs |
| I’ve got an addiction ain’t no way to fix it |
| Just give it what it needs and keep on living with it |
| Ain’t no way to kick this habit but damn it I love it though |
| I wouldn’t wanna take a ride in your boat |
| You can call me a sinner |
| You can call me a saint |
| You can say I’m a winner |
| You can say that I ain’t |
| Just know it won’t change a damn thing |
| I am who I am, so I am who I blame |
| While I sip this whisky |
| And chase these concrete dreams |
| I’ve been cursed with a gift |
| Guess I’ve been blessed with a curse |
| Yeah I’ve been broken and unpaid that don’t change what I’m worth |
| I wait for the day when I can exchange words for and honest living |
| But until then I’m getting by knowing it could be worse |
| I could be a hypocrite with a whole lot of jealous in me |
| Wishing I was chasing dreams |
| But I can’t cause I’m always too busy |
| Envying the things I don’t understand |
| Luckily for me I ain’t had a plan |
| I got a dream in a bottle empty tank going full throttle |
| I got an outlaw status because I come from these hollers |
| So the fact that I’m rapping just happens to bother some folks |
| You can jump shit, I don’t give a shit |
| You can call me a sinner |
| You can call me a saint |
| You can say I’m a winner |
| You can say that I ain’t |
| Just know it won’t change a damn thing |
| I am who I am, so I am who I blame |
| While I sip this whisky |
| And chase these concrete dreams |
| I am what you claim |
| I ain’t the same and it ain’t ashamed to be me |
| Noone to blame |
| Through the good times and pain I’ll always be me |
| You can call me a sinner |
| You can call me a saint |
| You can say I’m a winner |
| You can say that I ain’t |
| Just know it won’t change a damn thing |
| I am who I am, so I am who I blame |
| While I sip this whisky |
| And chase these concrete dreams |