Rudimental

I can't explain the way you make me feel
Blocked with the sun in our eyes
God knows it's a beautiful life
I set my intention and I keep it real
Power enough, feel the pain
'Cause don't want to wash it away
I can't explain it all, but something came in the night
And then washed my soul, and made me whole
Everything's alright
Shine we're losing??
If we never try, we'll never know
That this is,
Don't let this pass you by

So, tell me when all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you're gonna make it in,
But are you gonna make it out?
So boy, tell me are gonna stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you're gonna be?

It's the rudimental things that makes the world turn
Forget whatever you know
A love which you have been told
I wanna love you better, so that you don't forget
Come with the world in your hands
A child is the father would meant
I can't explain it all, but something came in the night
And then washed my soul, and made me whole
And now everything's alright
Shine we're losing??
If we never try, we'll never know
That this is,
Don't let this pass you by

So, tell me when all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you're gonna make it in,
But are you gonna make it out?
So boy, tell me are gonna stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?

When I grew up I never thought I'd be a role model,
To me it's crazy I relate to our J Dam
Half my neighborhood survived returning coke bottles
The other half is the middle class that played the class clown
So often with no options, so worthless
The show's stopping, globe throttling
Both my parents had to die living the dream
So who am I to tell you don't believe
No matter if it's winter, spring, summer or fall
Tell them that we want it all
Always going down the round
When there ain't no other cause
Can I trade my chocolate tab?
Ain't for the one to go
Mama, I just want a ball
Mama, I just want a ball
I don't in this over
Like you do
Promise I'ma make it up to you
Not a fan to let you go
Gotta fight, you never know
I'm here for you
Tell me

So, tell me when all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you're gonna make it in,
But are you gonna make it out?
So boy, tell me are gonna stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?
Who you're gonna be?



Credits
Writer(s): Freddy Wexler, Thomas Glashausser, Daniel Glashausser, Laura Raia, Max Anthony Mcelligott
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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