Bangladeshi T-Shirt

Pull on my Bangladeshi t-shirt and slave's blood coloured boots
Kicking litter down dirty streets i've got the big city blues
Think about tomorrow as I get through today
The world is in shambles its what they are all saying hey hey

Peel myself out from the sheets comb my hair and smoke some weed
Hop a bus heading downtown full of kids younger than me
But none of them are talking none of them are praying
We're all filled up with plastic
Hypnotized by our face and name

You say it all could end
And that's the way you're living
But i'll carry on and we all can see
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end

Pull off my Bangladeshi t-shirt and slave's blood coloured boots
Been kicking litter down dirty streets i've got the big city blues
I'm done with tomorrows Im here for get today
The world is in shambles its what they are all saying hey hey

You say it all could end
And that's the way you're living
But i'll carry on you all will see
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end

But i'll carry on you all will see
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end
For you and me
It's not the end



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Ackerman
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