Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyone's Missing, artist - Tunde Olaniran. Album song Transgressor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2015
Record label: Quite Scientific
Song language: English
Everyone's Missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| But I’m still here |
| They saw that I missed you |
| They tried to replace you |
| Wires for tissue |
| But my vision’s clear |
| Keep our beauty hidden |
| Don’t steal it |
| A portal to wisdom |
| We see it |
| When everyone’s gone |
| Tell me what you gone do |
| And the memory’s strong |
| I know what you been through |
| Everything feels wrong |
| Like a tree with no fruit |
| If they made a blue print |
| Then I guess I’m brand new |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| Everyone’s missing |
| But I’m still here |
| Voice of my mother |
| Look down at my brother |
| The image was obscure |
| And blurry from tears |
| Keep our beauty hidden |
| Don’t steal it |
| A portal to wisdom |
| We see it |
| So tell me |
| When everyone’s gone |
| Tell me what you gone do |
| And the memory’s strong |
| I know what you been through |
| Everything feels wrong |
| Like a tree with no fruit |
| If they made a blue print |
| Then I guess I’m brand new |
| So tell me where to go |
| Tell me where to go |
| Tell me where to go |
| Grief and mourning Kendo |
| Tragedies assemble |
| My eyes flood and tremble |
| Close the lid be gentle |
| It mocks me when I’m wishful |
| Grab my guts by the fistful |
| This loss is crude and simple |
| Hunt me down like a Bengal |
| Hands up still bang bang bang |
| Crowd control is non lethal |
| But an LRAD’s the exact same thing |
| Miles to go until «We the people» |
| Said earn respect like we used to |
| Had sharp suits and they spoke well |
| MLK was respectable |
| Still gunned down in that motel |
| I’m tired of vigils we been blowing the whistle |
| Straight homicide but then he gets acquittal |
| They say patience like it’s some kind of riddle |
| Ignoring the heat and just play the fiddle |
| This starship is my temple |
| Your jetlag is just mental |
| Wish I could switch the bodies |
| Take you out like Bento |
| When everyone’s gone |
| Tell me what you gone do |
| And the memory’s strong |
| I know what you been through |
| Everything feels wrong |
| Like a tree with no fruit |
| If they made a blue print |
| Then I guess I’m brand new |
| So tell me where to go |
| Tell me where to go |
| Tell me where to go |