Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Family, artist - Roy Blair. Album song Cat Heaven, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Roy
Song language: English
Family |
| Ooh, ooh ooh mm |
| Hmm, no no no |
| Go! |
| Go! |
| Jo! |
| Jo! |
| My dream got dark, yeah |
| Blood running down the drain |
| And the world falling apart, yeah |
| But it ain’t like a damn thing changed |
| If I wait too long: I won’t be strong |
| If it’s too late: I’ll have to wait |
| Soon enough I’ll be |
| Running down your street |
| Anyway, yeah |
| Mmm |
| The pain keeps growing |
| Taking over my life |
| But I don’t really care |
| It’s been like this for a long time |
| Me and Dad |
| Swinging back and forth all night |
| That’s how we connect (We, we) |
| And I’ll take it back |
| I don’t have a family, yeah |
| To call my own |
| When I’m alone |
| And I’ll take it back! |
| (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| I don’t have a family, yeah (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| To call my own (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| When I’m alone (Sticks and stones, sticks and stones) |
| (One two, one two) |
| I’m much better stoned |
| At least people tell me so |
| Better stay in the cold |
| Then take this dirty bus back home |
| I’m doing it, because I can |
| And I can do whatever I feel like doing |
| I like proving them wrong (bitch!) |
| Like ripping a hole in prayers |
| Like feeling like there’s a hole |
| In my head when they stare |
| So close that I can feel the air |
| Coming off it this time |
| I got God on the line |
| He said, «do it!», saying I got |
| Something to prove |
| To those who couldn’t, yeah |
| Why do snowflakes get called stupid? |
| Is it because |
| They don’t play foursquare? |
| Can’t meet there |
| No I don’t go there no more |
| Cried too much in this house |
| No wonder why |
| I got my ass kicked the fuck out |
| Bad thoughts, shut 'em out |
| Show 'em just what we about |
| Sing it all loud and proud |
| Drowning in, down and out |
| Stove on, lights off |
| And the garage door closed |
| Think I’m tryna come home |
| Let that motherfucker go! |
| (Gah!) |
| And I’ll take it back |
| I don’t have a family, yeah |
| To call my own |
| When I’m alone |
| And I’ll take it back! |
| (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| I don’t have a family, yeah (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| To call my own (Sticks and stones do so much damage) |
| When I’m alone (Sticks and stones, sticks and stones) |
| Oh man, yeah |
| Yeah, it’s that new shit |
| Rolled a spliff too |
| You could fuck your bitch too |
| Might just fuck your bitch too (Ohhh) |
| Heck yeah, yeah |
| Eh, eh, fuck with me dawg |
| Eh, eh, eh sup dawg |
| Sticks and stones |