Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Truce, artist - Illy. Album song Two Degrees, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ONETWO, Warner Music Australia
Song language: English
Truce |
Yeah, and it goes like this |
Love at first sight, brought you on the greenest |
You’re music to their ears, symphony completed |
You see it, and you believe |
From top of your New Era, to the souls on your Adidas |
You couldn’t put a foot wrong even if you wanted |
There’s magic in your moves, they all tell you that you got it |
But that vibe got a shelf life and the clocks ticking |
You can tell when it felt right, then it didn’t, and |
They say it’s gone to your head |
Dammit, it was all love when you wasn’t a threat |
And scare yourself to death, expectations ain’t met |
Second guess every move |
That paranoia don’t mean it ain’t true, it’s on you |
No one hear you calling for help |
Battle lines in your mind, in a war with yourself |
And you drown in the shots, ringing out all around yelling |
«Man down, man down, man down» |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know the breaks |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, it’s all to lose |
But I know, I know, I know, you are not your mistakes |
So I call, I call, I call, I call, I call a truce |
Yeah, preempting my own fate |
Feel me fading away at the going rate |
Convinced and inevitable, fall from grace |
Fear mixed, we’re hating myself for shit that I can’t change |
For my opinion over anyone else |
You think there’s anything they’re saying |
I ain’t thought of myself? |
Fuck it I’m nothing, less that that |
A fraud man, better if I wasn’t here |
Wrestle those thoughts to the floor |
Like a fuck if I defeat myself, before my turn |
I prefer to assume the worst, then to get hurt |
When success is self worth, lines blur |
Perfect storm of outside force, and self-saboteur |
'Cause the world scratch the surface, barely sinks teeth in |
But personal demons, could tear me to pieces |
I know they say to know, 'you're not alone' |
But no one else inside this fucking war zone |
Like |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know the breaks |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, it’s all to lose |
But I know, I know, I know, you are not your mistakes |
So I call, I call, I call, I call, I call a truce |
Yeah, so this it how it ends |
Better getting by with a little help from you’re friends |
Going without, accepting what up within |
Self-respect and self-forgiveness |
That’s a hell of a thing |
And if it’s out of my hands and control |
Then I don’t really talk about that anymore |
Won’t always be the good days, for sure it’ll storm |
But you can’t feel the black cloud above 'til it’s gone |
Yeah but live and let live, Coup de grâce |
I gets heavy but just know, this too shall pass |
Man, solace is a promise land |
Two hands, either end of an olive branch |
And it cannot change without reason |
My inner peace, still a long shot, but I’m reaching |
I know what, when I say it’s all good and I actually believe it |
Believe it, believe it |
Yeah |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know the breaks |
(I know the breaks) |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, it’s all to lose (yeah) |
But I know, I know, I know, you are not your mistakes |
(You are not your mistakes) |
So I call, I call, I call, I call, I call a truce |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know the breaks |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, it’s all to lose |
But I know, I know, I know, you are not your mistakes |
So I call, I call, I call, I call, I call a truce |
And sometimes I’m like, «Fuck it, why even try?» |
Then a message from a fan, will say I saved their life |
So just know, inspiration has a two-way street |
I drive myself crazy, then you save me |
So let’s see where the new day leads |
Let the motor run, I know it can be hard trynna open up |
But at the heart of the matter, man it’s only love |
And if you don’t know your own story, no one does |