Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song He Won't Answer, artist - Grieves. Album song Irreversible, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Clover, Grieves
Song language: English
He Won't Answer |
Another night in this black water rain cloud |
Kicking through the puddles on his way up to the Greyhound and |
In his pocket is a letter from his mother, folded up saying… |
(Where have you been?) |
Yeah, but he won’t write back |
Left his whole life on the nightstand |
Open up his wounds and let em bleed onto the white sand |
And you can label him another problem typecast |
And stay the hell away from him like everybody else has |
And that’s exactly why he flees to the road |
Another notch in the war club he keeps in his soul |
And if you ever saw him swing it you would easily know |
And have the worried urge to ask him |
(Where have you been?) |
Yeah, but he won’t answer |
Blinking as the headlights pass him |
Rip the chills off of his spine and throw them right at you |
But sometimes you don’t really get what ask for |
And life gets so cold and you can never go back home |
Where would you go if could never go home? |
(go home) |
What would you say if they never even asked you? |
(asked you) |
Where would you go if could never go home? |
(go home) |
What would you say if they never even asked you? |
(asked you) |
Where would you go if could never go home? |
(go home) |
What would you say if they never even asked you? |
(asked you) |
Where would you go if could never go home? |
(go home) |
What would you say if they never even asked you? |
The sun rises on a dead open one way |
And dilates his pupils like a fire struck his young face |
Dead to the world, he’s planning his exit to stare death in the face |
(Where have you been?) |
Yeah, but he won’t fold |
He’s been waiting for the end of the road |
To have this cold world drop off and swallow him whole |
It’s a one way trip, he don’t plan to return |
And as the vessel of his escape out eases into the terminal |
Lost, with nothing but a smirk on his face |
As he steps off the bus and starts picking up pace and |
You could see it in the people as he ran past that everyone was wondering |
(Where have you been?) |
He’s almost home, and he can feel it in the cracks of his bones |
As he runs up the stairs that pass over the road and |
Without a hesitation stopping his actions |
He leaps from the guardrail and dives into traffic |
Daddy was a rolling stone |
Mama never gave two shits about a broken home |
I said Daddy was a rolling stone |
Mama never gave two shits about a broken home |
(Where have you been?) |
I said daddy was a rolling stone |
Mama never gave two shits about a broken home |
I said Daddy was a rolling stone |
Mama never gave two shits |