Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Imagine , by - Manus BellRelease date: 02.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Imagine , by - Manus BellImagine |
| When I was going up, I was always a happy kid |
| Never broke as such, yet you couldn’t have called us rich |
| The one thing I had that really made a difference |
| Was always feeling safe and having both my parents listening |
| But there was something missing, I could feel it within |
| Then my mom and pops told me they were pregnant again |
| It was back when I was ten, I think about it now and then |
| It’s probable that, that was when my life had started making sense |
| The next rhymes don’t need any kind of word play |
| My brother was born in October on my eleventh birthday |
| My daddy stood filling out the medical surveys |
| So I pulled my sisters arm and whispered, «hey, what did the nurse say?» |
| She said «it's all good», as happy as can be |
| Yet I could see on her face she wasn’t really at ease |
| Another summer would go by, becoming dumber with the people who told lies |
| Then I realized, that my brother could never be free until we can achieve peace |
| Which ever way the wind blows, life is never simple |
| The grass is always greener on the other side |
| No matter what you’ve been through the minutes will continue |
| I begin to, miss you, when I |
| Try to Imagine… |
| What it be like if I were you and you were me |
| Try to Imagine… |
| A younger brother on the ground before my feet |
| Bridge: |
| We living inside of a bubble you and I |
| Keep the mind open to double human eyes |
| Two different sides to every story |
| Yet the algorithm is to do or die |
| Everyone’s living in troubled times |
| When powerful people committing crimes |
| Ain’t no two different sides to every story |
| When the algorithm is to do or die |
| Imagine growing up without the love of your mom |
| Imagine living life in fear just like the children in Nam |
| Imagine waking up every night to the sound of alarms |
| Hearing the screams and never fully understanding the reason for what’s going on |
| Imagine your brother killed in the pursuit of Saddam |
| Imagine feeling it’s necessary to raise up in arms |
| Imagine everyday life being dictated by bombs |
| Yet it’s the shallow bullshit that dominates in our songs |
| Forget the about the ethical point of view the method is for the profit |
| We see it everyday on the news feeding us bullshit to fill up their pockets |
| No wonder the people are confused, the wealthy are living on gossip |
| Living in a bit of an ambivalent deposit, ego tripping but we gotta stop it |
| Come on brothers and sisters, we can keep making a difference |
| Corrupt politicians will come out and beg for forgiveness |
| Instead of survival of the fittest, my motto is brothers over business |
| Establish a system where all the children can be free of the greed and sickness |
| Which ever way the wind blows, life is never simple |
| The grass is always greener on the other side |
| No matter what you’ve been through the minutes will continue |
| I begin to, miss you, when I |
| Try to Imagine… |
| What it be like if I were you and you were me |
| Try to Imagine… |
| A younger brother on the ground before my feet |
| Bridge x2 |
| We living inside of a bubble you and I |
| Keep the mind open to double human eyes |
| Two different sides to every story |
| Yet the algorithm is to do or die |
| Everyone’s living in troubled times |
| When powerful people committing crimes |
| Ain’t no two different sides to every story |
| When the algorithm is to do or die |