Кожа (Alright)
We've found hope
But where do we go?
How far are we from home?
Can we ever know?
Alright
We really dangerous, breaking all the rules
Use you like a tool to get the angel dust
Clean you off like rust
I wipe this grin from my face
And ventured to a sweet escape
Waste away in this studio room
This is my funeral
I'm feeling cold, my body's unrested
Thinking my head has been tested
Since the days of old, my respite is closed
Clothes torn like ripped jeans from Beartooth
Made me appreciate holes like ants do
Alright
I turned my frown 180 for you
I swear my work is situational, no patients, no dues
I think my mind dims dark, it's a shutter
Panorama camera, it's blurry at times
Then melts like butter
Alright
My skin feels hot like lava
Coal is fuel, the sweat dripping down
And pouring like guava juice, and yes it's wet
Feel the cold seeping down within
I figure I'm lost again
Retracing my steps from then
I'm in need, ah
I'm in need, yes
I'm in need of illusive transparency
Give me what I need to
To succeed, I'm
Down on my knees
Hoping hope is there for me
You don't see what, I can see well
My skin is thinning and brimming
From all the stars in me
It's never too late, to correct your mistakes
We can't rewind time, so change your mind
That's all I'll say
But where do we go?
How far are we from home?
Can we ever know?
Alright
We really dangerous, breaking all the rules
Use you like a tool to get the angel dust
Clean you off like rust
I wipe this grin from my face
And ventured to a sweet escape
Waste away in this studio room
This is my funeral
I'm feeling cold, my body's unrested
Thinking my head has been tested
Since the days of old, my respite is closed
Clothes torn like ripped jeans from Beartooth
Made me appreciate holes like ants do
Alright
I turned my frown 180 for you
I swear my work is situational, no patients, no dues
I think my mind dims dark, it's a shutter
Panorama camera, it's blurry at times
Then melts like butter
Alright
My skin feels hot like lava
Coal is fuel, the sweat dripping down
And pouring like guava juice, and yes it's wet
Feel the cold seeping down within
I figure I'm lost again
Retracing my steps from then
I'm in need, ah
I'm in need, yes
I'm in need of illusive transparency
Give me what I need to
To succeed, I'm
Down on my knees
Hoping hope is there for me
You don't see what, I can see well
My skin is thinning and brimming
From all the stars in me
It's never too late, to correct your mistakes
We can't rewind time, so change your mind
That's all I'll say
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Writer(s): John Bethea Jr.
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