Dangerous
The TV's blaring, the radio is turned up loud
Maybe then I'll sleep well, maybe then I'll drown you out.
Don't want to think much I don' t want to reminisce
Cuz love songs and poems have all lead, they've all led me to this.
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
I've locked up tightly I must say I've had my doubts
Cuz they will kick and they will scream but there's no way they're ever getting out.
They breathed fresh air once, a long time a long time ago.
And now stuck up inside my head, how they ever gonna grow?
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that bad.
What I'm tryin to say here is not worth, it's not worth your time
I'm just a lonely, a lonely love sick boy with my rhyme.
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that bad.
And even the toughest white boy, yes even the baddest white boy
He still gets sad.
Maybe then I'll sleep well, maybe then I'll drown you out.
Don't want to think much I don' t want to reminisce
Cuz love songs and poems have all lead, they've all led me to this.
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
I've locked up tightly I must say I've had my doubts
Cuz they will kick and they will scream but there's no way they're ever getting out.
They breathed fresh air once, a long time a long time ago.
And now stuck up inside my head, how they ever gonna grow?
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that bad.
What I'm tryin to say here is not worth, it's not worth your time
I'm just a lonely, a lonely love sick boy with my rhyme.
It's dangerous, to be sleepin alone.
And it's way way way it's way to cold
To be at home.
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that bad.
And even the toughest white boy, yes even the baddest white boy
He still gets sad.
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Fred James, Shannon Allan Edgar
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