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Words me trying to convey, the right thing to say
But they're written in the on my face
like a road map to show you the way
No tomorrow if there's no
'Cause time will all we've left, we've only now
So fly away, hold your and don't look down
What of us? if our mistakes are the sum of us
all the beauty right in front of us

[Pressure, Ev Jones & Emalia
we are, our pride got a hold of us
One too far, our past blindfolding us
Here we are, our world in of us
If we lose our path, then what of us?

Every of my life, I've had to build across a broken divide
Cornered animals only how to fight
So why's it feel like for winning every argument, I lose a part of us
If I concede that I could be the feud within this
Then I don't know where I
Maybe lately I been focused on my own just trying to broker a
If everything's left then I know that we're damned
And we'll drowning with this weight tied to both of our hands
But don't mistake my silence for my
Cause people caught inside a war say it's worth fighting for
If this encompasses us, becomes of us?
Missing all the beauty in front of us

[Pressure, Ev Jones & Emalia
Here we are, our pride got a of us
One road too far, our past us
we are, our world in front of us
If we our path, then what becomes of us?

Asked a friend a question,
How much do you drink at night? 'Cause that's how much I
I to drown my demons, but my demons they grew gills
I I have no chill but don't want my heart to give cos
I'm a father and I've got two other to live for
Frida said La Vida', Imma meet her
On the other side and at her feet I've
Never heard good advice, not here to pass the time
I'm here to map a story on my face with lines, right?
We can't see the sometimes cos of our busy lives
Like we can't see the stars at night cos of the lights
I need to step and find my balance
Redecorate my palace
My, my Alice, I down the rabbit-hole
To find my sadness, and it like it's Adderall
I my manners, and try to be kind
When I find my answers, I'm going to be

[Pressure, Ev & Emalia Burford:]
Here we are, our got a hold of us
One road too far, our past us
Here we are, our world in of us
If we our path, then what becomes of us?