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 take all we've left, only now So fly away, your breath 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 & Burford:] we are, our pride 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?
Every road of my life, I've had to build across a divide Cornered only know how to fight So why's it feel like for every argument, I lose a little part of us If I concede that I could be the 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 unspoken then I know that we're damned And we'll keep drowning with this weight 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, what of us? Missing all the beauty in front of us
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our got a hold of us One too far, our past blindfolding us Here we are, our in front of us If we lose our path, then what of us?
Asked a friend a question, How much do you drink at night? 'Cause 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 I've got two other to live for Frida said 'Viva La Vida', Imma her On the other side and fall at her 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 path sometimes cos of our 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 went down the To find my sadness, and crush it like it's I my manners, and try to be kind I find my answers, I'm going to be fine
[Pressure, Ev & Emalia Burford:] Here we are, our pride got a of us One road too far, our blindfolding us Here we are, our in front of us If we lose our path, then becomes of us?