Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Southtown, artist - The Ghost Inside. Date of issue: 31.03.2014
Song language: English
Southtown |
| Welcome to hard times |
| Back again like it’s never been, for the first time |
| It seems to mess with my head |
| So when I realize what it takes, can I relate? |
| With whatever, but never will it drive me to hate |
| Could I be the next guy |
| That you take before I wake? |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when I pray |
| This here is real life |
| Circumstances make you think |
| Should i be counting my blessings |
| The next second my eyes blink |
| You’re in the southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| You’re in the southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| One love it’s easier said than done |
| Can I rise above anything that gets in my way? |
| Like words you say, you let your tongue get loose |
| And when push comes to shove, I’m not used to walking away |
| I keep on looking up, cause these times are getting tough |
| Tomorrow’s gone and its the same old song |
| Father fill my cup, give me strength to power up |
| A life to shine, you’re the diamond in this rough |
| You’re in the southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| You’re in the southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| Make us pay, make us pay |
| Make us pay, make us pay |
| Welcome to southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| You’re in the southtown, you know that kid don’t play |
| Put it down on the streets, will I see another day? |
| If I make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine |
| And thank god that I made it alive |
| You’re in the southtown |