Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Winter Takes All, artist - Common Market. Album song Tobacco Road, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.09.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SCIONtific
Song language: English
Winter Takes All |
This ain’t no place for a man of faith |
I gamble it all away, tumble into fall abased and ablaze |
Can’t fault or blame fam, they parade arrays of aid and praise |
Saints patronized by the razor blade |
Dismayed and fazed and maybe I assay the prize |
Stay alive or prepared — scared ain’t no way to die |
Though if my ache could be assuaged through sin |
I’ll make it bleed fate, racing to the gate pleading «take me in,» I’m |
Down, unable to prevail unassisted |
Will the tempest hail another victim in cyclical rhythm? |
Please |
Break it, ‘cause honestly the lie «I try tirelessly» is cowardice |
Powerless am I to fight this avarice, I’m |
Down, to give over control, the soul’s solely yours |
Deal and dispose, but keep it real close but don’t |
Break it, ‘cause they gon' take it hard if I don’t make it through |
And some are reaching for reason to hate you |
Time and time again I’ve been told |
That a focus on the flaws of man’s off-center ten-fold |
Stricken with the winter cold, sipping the burning hot |
A spill will blister, learn not to leave skin exposed |
Stitch it up and pray the kid recover nice |
And I might have if not for daddy’s bad advice |
He’s the type to fight God but not a vice |
Grip the heater twice as hard — it’s this reality I battle nightly |
Even in sleep it seems flight’s unattainable |
Upon waking the facial expression deigns a satiable exchange |
Weather shades drawn, either side a storm rage on |
Patiently the fawn awaits the day the rain’s gone |
In my defense I claim it’s obvious I’m not him |
Probably it’s the toxin — sorry it’s a lot been unresolved |
Sick since six, seen ‘em revolve around a small town |
Clique, call it quits — bring all them walls |
Down, finally I’ma defeat the rival |
With a rifle, writing my epistle titled «try cycle,» I |
Break it, so never they perpetuate the malady |
Abashedly accommodate mortality, undoubtedly I’m |
Down, to reconsider, I’ll stay if you can make a promise though |
Please keep it real close and don’t |
Break it |
I’m warning not strong enough to take it now |
And I’m investigating other ways out |
We’ll rebuild what the bottle destroyed |
I’m downhill standing still at the bottom of Roy |
Where the pass over 5 look alive much as anything |
Cling to the side and any sign of your memory |
My creative liberty is tempting me to hasten to the point of penance |
We could be rejoined if you employ forgiveness |
Sell it all, tell ‘em hell is nothing but a cell wall |
I’ma soar even as the shell… fall… |
Down, shed not a tear for my exodus |
I’m here in the protectorate, the fear I held was delicate, to |
Break it, simply took a leap of faith and virtue |
Serve through, I never meant to hurt you, for certain I’ll be |
Down, to revisit the dearest of my kinfolk |
Hold the spirit near, keep it real close but don’t |
Break it, the creed is all we got until we meet again |
I pray you gon' make it through the season |