Outside My Window

Lay your head on my pillow
And let the world just drift away and think about how long we go
Without ever finding words to say and think about how much we know
When it comes down to day 2 day
The lives outside our windows
Struggling to find their way

You think you got it rough but someone always got it worse
Take the time to recollect and live your life for all it's worth
You can always make it better and it's always what they say
But in your head you always thinking they don't understand my way
They don't lead the life I live or the prices that I paid
Mistakes they keep me shackled shit don't ever go away
Daily troubles keep me baffled color in the shades of grey
It's always hard to tackle learning lessons of the day
Can't find some rest hold my pillow where I lay,
And will I wake up gasping tryna find the words to say
The question I keep asking will we see the better days
As we push on through the struggles will we have a different gaze
Same old vision of the world in disarray
High definition heartache and blue ray
Story of my life it could be a screen play close your eyes lay back
And let the world drift away

Lay your head on my pillow
And let the world just drift away and think about how long we go
Without ever finding words to say and think about how much we know
When it comes down to day 2 day
The lives outside our windows
Struggling to find their way

Watching the news on my 60 inch screen dude talking about a shooting
Live from the scene all I'm thinking about is did he a family
I see my own and their picture staring back at me
Motivation from the people offended that me
Cultivating a way to make it through another week
Hesitating by the window looking in the street
Pillows waiting damn I need some sleep
Guess I'll get enough when I'm dead and gone
A toast to the gutter on my tombstone
Hope I live long enough to see my kids grown
Give me pearly gates now fire and brimstone
Slamming on my brakes burning up the Firestones
Speaking to the world through my microphone
Goodbye cruel world now my homie dead and gone
Why did he do it damn I guess I'll never know

Lay your head on my pillow
And let the world just drift away and think about how long we go
Without ever finding words to say and think about how much we know
When it comes down to day 2 day
The lives outside our windows struggling to find their way



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Hudson, Gary Scott Burr, Victoria Lynn Shaw, Sarah Buxton
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