| Don’t run away now, don’t be afraid
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| Be strong, yeah, be strong now
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| So at day when you wake up and you find out your dreams- blown away
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| Leaf Dog:
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| It’s gone away, it’s gone away, it’s gone away
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| At day when you wake up and you find out your dreams- blown away
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| Leaf Dog:
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| It’s gone away, it’s gone away
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| (1: Leaf Dog)
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| I miss my loved ones, sometimes feel like I’m still with em'
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| Know you see me like Houdini mastering escapism
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| Fake grinning, head spinning, the spider web ain’t filling
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| The weak fled, they ain’t willing, it seems like we ain’t winning
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| But fuck it, that’s how my life has always been, we can moan all night but I
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| need to learn some discipline
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| I ain’t listening- is probably what I would say if I was you, cause I learnt
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| the hard way from all the shit I went through
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| But, sometimes that’s how it has to be, messing up and acting free
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| Falling far from the tree, the beat really attracted me, perfect match for me
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| For when I met my biggest fear, heart bleeds, a tear for three people lost in
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| that year
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| Through the crack I peer as I glare at the world today, sniff without a care,
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| 'til I bleed and I start to sway
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| Cause whether sun or rain pelt, living broke or bask in wealth, it don’t matter,
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| you can’t run away from yourself
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| At day when you wake up and you find out your dreams- blown away
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| Leaf Dog:
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| Know that feeling?
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| You might
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| You might not
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| At day when you wake up and you find out your dreams- blown away
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| (2: Leaf Dog)
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| I’m standing on a fucking edge, mountain’s crumbling down the ledge
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| This will be my final pledge, in the morning I’ll be dead, drugs flying round
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| my head
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| Lets get mashed, no need to cry, give me ten gurners, two grams and some 2C-I
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| and we can get high
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| Until the stars start to fall, no prevision, triple vision, when the buzz start
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| to rule
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| It seems cool, I just quit school, they couldn’t stop it
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| But I consume more than I make from my profit
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| Carnage in my pocket, back rigid out of socket, friends saying that I’ve lost it
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| Too paranoid to clock it, they can’t stop it
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| And I don’t know who to trust, bounty’s on my head
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| My friends are acting like they ain’t fussed
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| I can feel something changing, this will be my inspiration through the dark
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| nights I’m chasing that dream I ain’t facing
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| So I cut it off right there and untied the noose, cause my direction cannot be
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| controlled by my excuse |