Words fail me to convey, the right thing to say But written in the lines on my face They're like a road map to you the way No tomorrow if there's no 'Cause time will take all we've left, only now So fly away, hold your and don't look down What becomes of us? if our are the sum of us all the beauty right in front of us
[Pressure, Ev & Emalia Burford:] Here we are, our got a hold of us One road too far, our past us Here we are, our in front of us If we lose our path, then what of us?
Every road of my life, I've had to across a broken divide animals only know how to fight So why's it feel for winning every argument, I lose a little part of us If I concede that I be the feud within this partnership Then I know where I stand Maybe lately I been on my own just trying to broker a plan If everything's left unspoken then I know that we're And we'll keep drowning this weight tied to both of our hands But mistake my silence for my withdraw Cause only people caught inside a war say it's worth for If this encompasses us, what of us? Missing all the right in front of us
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our got a hold of us One road too far, our blindfolding us Here we are, our world in of us If we our path, then what becomes of us?
Asked a a question, said How much do you drink at 'Cause that's how much I spill I tried to my demons, but my demons they grew gills I feel I no chill but don't want my heart to give cos I'm a father and got two other hearts to live for said 'Viva La Vida', Imma meet her On the other and fall at her feet I've Never heard such good advice, not here to pass the I'm here to map a story on my face with lines, right? We see the path sometimes cos of our busy lives Like we see the stars at night cos of the city lights I to step away and find my balance Redecorate my mind My, my Alice, I down the rabbit-hole To find my sadness, and crush it like it's I my manners, and try to be kind When I find my answers, I'm going to be
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our got a hold of us One too far, our past blindfolding us we are, our world in front of us If we lose our path, then becomes of us?