I Pray (Little Boy) (feat. Gibz)
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Cause everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Eyes locked on lashing windscreen wipers
Their beat matching that of my thudding heart
Sullied lights flash by like warnings in the dark
I can feel the butterflies in my stomach
Choking on the fumes of your whisky-wasted breath
And I feel like I'm the cigarette you're smoking
Inhaling me 'til there's nothing left
You think this is okay, don't you?
The raindrops hit the window-frame and run away
But, I am not one to blame because
I don't wanna be here either
Your foot pushes down and my pulse races to countless k's
We are riding out of the safe zone
But the fear is not my own
No my fear is for one who's barely even grown
How do you think this is okay?
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny
I obey the cliché
Teeth gritted, fists clench
The atmosphere reeks of such ugly stench
And I pray that she can't smell it
Lips pressing firmer for anything I murmur
Is the trigger for you to deliver your shots
Alcohol fuelled ammunition, aimed with such precision
Of course they come anyway
Off your tongue, the bullets you spray
And I pray that she can't hear it
It's like, let's bring up your friends
Aim, fire
Let's bring up your family
Aim, fire
Your flaws
Fire
Your past, fire
The ex-girlfriend who was better than you
Fire
How you're useless
Why are you crying for?
Coursing rivers of boiling blood surge through these bursting veins
Furious fists fight away the hot tears that give you power
And I pray that she can't see it
Do you feel good, little boy?
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Cause everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny
Yeah, let's pick it up where she left off
Like a rock on the ground, no chance of blasting off
Playing mind games like it's basketball
Rose growing in the concrete destined to fall
Words like a whiplash on her back as she crawls
And she still stands tall for one barely even grown
Bring up all of your past, fire
Foot pressed on that gas, fire
Boiling blood 'til they crash, fire
Life and death 'til that last, fire
I can see all of your tears
I can feel all of your pain
I can hear all of the cries from your girl
In my head over and over and over and over again
Find your break
This will only escalate, see your worth and then take it
You are more than all them bruises and scrapes
Polaroids of mistakes
Destiny or your fate
There is more than just you at stake
How about make of it what you may
You've got chains to break to escape
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
Falling short for yesterday
There is more than this, I pray
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Cause everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Eyes locked on lashing windscreen wipers
Their beat matching that of my thudding heart
Sullied lights flash by like warnings in the dark
I can feel the butterflies in my stomach
Choking on the fumes of your whisky-wasted breath
And I feel like I'm the cigarette you're smoking
Inhaling me 'til there's nothing left
You think this is okay, don't you?
The raindrops hit the window-frame and run away
But, I am not one to blame because
I don't wanna be here either
Your foot pushes down and my pulse races to countless k's
We are riding out of the safe zone
But the fear is not my own
No my fear is for one who's barely even grown
How do you think this is okay?
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny
I obey the cliché
Teeth gritted, fists clench
The atmosphere reeks of such ugly stench
And I pray that she can't smell it
Lips pressing firmer for anything I murmur
Is the trigger for you to deliver your shots
Alcohol fuelled ammunition, aimed with such precision
Of course they come anyway
Off your tongue, the bullets you spray
And I pray that she can't hear it
It's like, let's bring up your friends
Aim, fire
Let's bring up your family
Aim, fire
Your flaws
Fire
Your past, fire
The ex-girlfriend who was better than you
Fire
How you're useless
Why are you crying for?
Coursing rivers of boiling blood surge through these bursting veins
Furious fists fight away the hot tears that give you power
And I pray that she can't see it
Do you feel good, little boy?
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny, your fate
Cause everybody falls
Under darkened days
This just one mistake
It's not your destiny
Yeah, let's pick it up where she left off
Like a rock on the ground, no chance of blasting off
Playing mind games like it's basketball
Rose growing in the concrete destined to fall
Words like a whiplash on her back as she crawls
And she still stands tall for one barely even grown
Bring up all of your past, fire
Foot pressed on that gas, fire
Boiling blood 'til they crash, fire
Life and death 'til that last, fire
I can see all of your tears
I can feel all of your pain
I can hear all of the cries from your girl
In my head over and over and over and over again
Find your break
This will only escalate, see your worth and then take it
You are more than all them bruises and scrapes
Polaroids of mistakes
Destiny or your fate
There is more than just you at stake
How about make of it what you may
You've got chains to break to escape
Everybody falls
Under darkened days
Falling short for yesterday
There is more than this, I pray
Credits
Writer(s): Chantal Samuela
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