Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Desperation, artist - Eligh. Album song Enigma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Desperation |
| Strong people keep moving forward anyway |
| No matter what they’re going through |
| A journey on foot with little prospect of survival |
| For a man in a land where some discipline is vital |
| I’m a piece of a bigger plan |
| A grain in a sea of sand |
| The soul of the land seeking fortune on a caravan |
| The only backbone I got is my own man |
| Trails out home through my and no land |
| Salvation is that one wish you dream got you hoping |
| That few ever reach grass hold and open |
| Some believe in luck others know they chosen |
| And then there’s those stuck in the middle stones just frozen |
| There’s two types of people you either do it or you watch |
| Well if you’re watching me do this well you’re obviously not |
| On the same side, I keep it moving like a landslide |
| Even with doubt inside, life’s a constant fight |
| Each moment is struggle against hunger, cold, fear, pain |
| If it don’t kill me then peel muscle like gain |
| Gotta get up gotta get back in to something, something |
| Desperation cracks the hardest man |
| Gotta get tough gotta get by so it’s not for nothing, nothing |
| Get that stride let your chariot ride |
| You see this dream right here? |
| It’s mine |
| I kept it whole through rain, sleet, snow, sunshine |
| It’s what I used to nurture it |
| Even though it hurt a bit |
| When demons fed it doubt I would never let 'em murder it |
| Close to my heart, warm, safe |
| Now grow, free, form, shape |
| A dream is like a life you see it comes from a seed |
| A tiny one called hope that blossoms in your time of need |
| It can’t be harvested or rushed by lust, greed |
| When no one else will, you must believe |
| Told to me by an old man, we met out on a caravan |
| Side of the road he sobbed, head in is hands |
| When he looked up at me, his eyes still stream |
| He told me tears about the blood of a man’s crushed dream |
| And that they only die because we keep them deep inside |
| Rich men keep dreams, foolish men keep pride |
| They only laugh at you |
| Because their dreams died a long time ago |
| But whatever you do |
| Never, never let your dreams drown in a sea of doubt and desperation |
| Cause they won’t |
| Gotta get up gotta get back in to something, something |
| Gotta get tough gotta get by so it’s not for nothing, nothing |
| Lying on my back in the desert staring up at the stars |
| Wondering about where I’m at |
| Pondering all the facts and the cards |
| from afar |
| I find myself in a wagon |
| Straight, caravaning through famine, romantic travelers |
| Circuits break and I speak through a unique, peak data reached |
| Speech found out of habit |
| Forming around my rabbit feet for good luck |
| I might have a stab at it |
| Giving up because I’m not living up to my expectations |
| With a higher base foundation |
| Correlate to what I’m facing |
| In a parallel universe, we might be adjacent |
| But now we’re separated |
| Segregated by my complacence |
| What a coincidence |
| I look in the mirror and I see me, desperado |
| That’s my bravado |
| Gotta ease with my days |
| Outta trouble outta decay |
| Outta bubbles I saw why I pop my way |
| To sing tomorrows praise |
| Laying down my life under the critique of your gaze |
| Your amazing grace |