Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song End Of The Road, artist - Machine Gun Kelly.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
End Of The Road |
Yeah, it’s a long way home at the end of the road |
I’ll be pavin my own way, to the top, I be here to stay |
So take my name, remember this face, keep the change and have a nice day |
And live for the moment, not by the past, homie live each day like it’s your |
last |
All my life, I couldn’t fit in, like a bad shoe |
I was always too square, too cube, too tall, too weird, too blue |
Forget them high-school's hotties now I’m too cool |
I guess I came a long way from that young kid |
The school’s most popular lame, no friends, no style, no clothes, no ends |
Just a bed, fell asleep, never woke up again |
Yeah, and my last prayer was don’t ever let me end up like the people that’s |
down here |
Cause the one that fear change be the one that don’t care |
Look at themselves and see somebody else in the mirror |
But you can always pick me out of the crowd |
Loud mouth with my very own style |
And what I know now is don’t ever pretend |
And live every single day like you won’t see it again |
So take my name, remember this face, keep the change and have a nice day |
And live for the moment, not by the past, homie live each day like it’s your |
last |
And if you only have 24 hours, 1400 minutes before your dreams gone |
Then you better go live it, cause whatever you love could be taken away |
So live like it’s your dying day |
I dedicate this to my teachers that never believed in me |
And the mother that conceived, but ended up leaving me |
I just wish y’all could see me smile, this big’s grin on the tv now |
And I took it from the bottom to the top |
From the holes in my socks, Ramen noodles in the pot |
Used to rob them on the block, now they stop me in the drop |
Middle finger up and that ain’t gonna stop |
I used to take orders, now I make bets |
I used to scrub floors, now I sign checks |
I used to push carts, now I push songs |
I used to be there, now I am so gone |
I fired myself, found a job myself |
Established my name and then I signed myself |
And what I tell myself, is you did this by yourself |
And when I’m on so long, I’ll be by myself |
So take my name, remember this face, keep the change and have a nice day |
And live for the moment, not by the past, homie live each day like it’s the last |
And if you only have 24 hours, 1400 minutes before your dreams gone |
Then you better go live it, cause whatever you love could be taken away |
So live like it’s your dying day |
I wish I could see their faces when they heard your boy spit |
Wish I could know what they’re thinking when they heard my first hit |
Cause I remember them wishing that I wouldn’t get big |
Now I bet they’re wishing they wouldn’t of said that shit |
I came out of a dying city brought back life |
Everything they said I couldn’t do I did about twice |
Multiplied by the bottles that we popped each night |
That equals out to a celebration, bitches more ice |
Make it toast to the underdogs, toast to the team |
Toast to the fact we this close to the dream |
Pour one for my exes, used to talk reckless |
But now I push Benzes and rock Rolexes |
Came from the city and until they come and get me |
Turn around and see the whole east side’s still with me |
And that’s how we live it, you mans don’t change |
Look, it’s still the kid, still can’t tell me a goddamn thing |
So take my name, remember this face, keep the change and have a nice day |
And live for the moment, not by the past, homie live each day like it’s the last |
And if you only have 24 hours, 1400 minutes before your dreams gone |
Then you better go live it, cause whatever you love could be taken away |
So live like it’s a dying day |
Yeah, it’s a long way home at the end of the road |
I’ll be pavin my own way, to the top, I be here to stay |
So take my name, remember this face, keep the change and have a nice day |
And live for the moment, not by the past, homie live each day like it’s your |
last |