Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Wake, artist - Macklemore.
Date of issue: 08.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A Wake |
I need love |
You need love |
Give me love |
And I’ll give you my love |
They say thirty’s the new twenty |
And twenty’s the new thirty, shit I guess |
Makes sense, 'cause fifteen-year-olds seem twenty |
And twenty-five -year-olds seem ten |
I used to drink away my paycheck |
Celebrate the mistakes I hadn’t made yet |
Our generation isn’t the best on safe sex |
We forget the latex, becoming Planned Parenthood patients |
Synthetic heroin is the new basehead |
So much to escape, fuck a straight edge |
Walk around looking through a fake lens |
Apps this good, who’s got time to make friends? |
I wish I didn’t care |
If cynical hispters with long hair |
And cocaine problems, like my music |
It’s not my issue, I can’t solve it |
My flight has finally landed down |
And the ground has stopped moving all around |
Eyes open, awake for the very first time |
We both forfeit this game of crime |
They say, «It's so refreshing to hear somebody on records |
No guns, no drugs, no sex, just truth» |
The guns — that’s America, the drugs are what they gave to us |
And sex sells itself, don’t judge 'til it’s you |
Ah, I’m not more or less conscious |
Than rappers rapping 'bout them strippers up on a pole, popping |
These interviews are obnoxious |
Saying that «It's poetry, you’re so well spoken,"stop it |
I grew up during Reaganomics |
When Ice T was out there on his killing cops shit |
Or Rodney King was getting beat on |
And they let off every single officer |
And Los Angeles went and lost it |
Now every month there’s a new Rodney on YouTube |
It’s just something our generation is used to |
And neighbourhoods where you never see a news crew |
Unless they’re gentrifying, white people don’t even cruise through |
And my subconscious telling me stop it |
This is an issue that you shouldn’t get involved in |
Don’t even tweet «R.I.P Trayvon Martin» |
Don’t wanna be that white dude million-man marching |
Fighting for a freedom that my people stole |
Don’t wanna make all my white fans uncomfortable |
«But you don’t even have a fuckin' song for radio |
Why you out here talking race, trying to save the fucking globe?» |
Don’t get involved if the cause isn’t mine |
White privilege, white guilt, at the same damn time |
So we just party like it’s 1999 |
Celebrate the ignorance while these kids keep dying |
My flight has finally landed down |
And the ground has stopped moving all around |
Eyes open, awake for the very first time |
We both forfeit this game of crime |
I need love |
You need love |
Give me love |
And I’ll give you my love |