Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreamers, artist - LowKey. Album song Soundtrack to the Struggle..., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.10.2011
Record label: Mesopotamia
Song language: English
Dreamers |
This one is dedicated to the dreamers |
Most people see things that are there and ask why |
Dreamers, see things that aren’t there and ask why not |
I’m dreamin' with you |
I once knew a girl who on the surface was as solid as a rock |
Future full of promise and mind seemed stronger than an ox |
Face of beauty and a tongue was as honest as it got |
That wasn’t what is was, problem rock bottom she was lost |
I couldn’t see this sweet genius was full of secrets |
Full of demons that pulled her deeper in this pool of leeches |
Confused by the news, I was bruised when they told me |
It concludes to the truth, was she consumed by the loneliness? |
She was a true queen, nothing like Elizabeth |
Often caught her starin' into space with a distant look |
Considerate but detached from others even when intimate |
Now I’m searchin' for answers I’d never find in a book |
Last time I saw her, before the day she took her life |
I wish I fixed her pain, I shoulda, coulda, woulda tried |
But I took it personally and turned to leave |
And to this day I’m still haunted by the words she screamed… |
Sometimes I really really hate myself |
Sometimes I wish that I could change myself |
Sometimes I don’t wanna give no more |
And sometimes I just don’t wanna live no more |
Sometimes I don’t know where to call for help |
Sometimes I don’t really know myself |
Sometimes I wish that I could fly away |
And find away to a brighter day |
They say that life is a question and death is the answer |
But Niko lost his brother and Rewds lost his father |
God bless your souls please know that I love you both |
They say time heals but the pain still doesn’t go |
I’ve seen my brother die and seen my mother cry |
Seen the wind change in the flutter of a butterfly |
Seen people get sectioned for life, I think and wonder |
A small twist of fate, that could’ve been my brother |
25 years a life could say thus far |
I always have wondered who the sane ones are |
Though I live by the words «fear not», I’m afraid |
When I wrote this so many tears dropped on the page |
It’s mad how death always manifests in the weirdest ways |
Won’t go near the grave but in my dreams he appears the same |
Then I get closer and see his face, it’s clear as day |
He looks me deep in the eyes and I hear him say… |
Sometimes I really really hate myself |
Sometimes I wish that I could change myself |
Sometimes I don’t wanna give no more |
And sometimes I just don’t wanna live no more |
Sometimes I don’t know where to go for help |
Sometimes I don’t really know myself |
Sometimes I wish that I could fly away |
And find away to a brighter day |