Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifetimes, artist - ¡MAYDAY!. Album song South Of 5th, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 06.09.2018
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Lifetimes |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Welcome one, welcome all to the freak show |
Grade A bigger bistro |
Where the beef’s known to be lethal |
And survival’s like a free throw |
My beach is super sweet though |
Like Normandy better reload |
If you’re born to be for the people |
You can be orderly and beech slow |
What you thought this was? |
Utopia? |
well guess again |
Cause in these times you tryna fly is not something I would recommend |
I dream of better place and better things for all my better friends |
But its gon be a while before we better men |
I told my shrink I was a sinner, told my priest I was a god body |
Told a groupie I was in a Christian band |
And I had a drink from this gods body |
Programmed like blade runner, living life in the same summer |
On the sand strapped like game hunter |
Tryna wrap a bread like it ain’t butter |
Been plugged up and wired in, prime time for the violins |
Signed up for the cryogen, Now vibe out to my violence |
See I been trying to find out how to live forever |
But at first we must learn how to live together |
Cause we got |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
I ain’t seen no flying cars, I don’t see no hoverboards |
Ain’t seen no peace in the east, don’t see an end to these wars |
I still see people going hungry after begging for more |
Still see zombies on my block soon as I walk out my door |
Better know it’s still business as usual |
Yes the struggle is beautiful |
We keep feeding this machine giving it something computable |
We still raise on these soldiers, brought a cost too much for us |
And still controlling populations and still chopping down forests |
The trees I burn earn warrants, daddy still in storage |
We keep fighting for food and eating, still feel malnourished |
Bro we still 'fraid of the police and scared of the 12 jurors |
Why they still giving us diseases if they say they ain’t cured us |
They still ain’t heard us, my thirst so murderous |
They been trying to buy my soul and then employ my services |
Every single place I look I still don’t see no sign |
That we done leveled up and freed our minds |
But we still got |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes to go |
Lifetimes (lifetimes) |
Lifetimes (lifetimes) |
Lifetimes (lifetimes) |