歌曲 | Million Miles Away |
歌手 | Prozak |
专辑 | Paranormal |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Living in these dark times, it’s hard to stop these dark rhymes | |
It seems that we have lost before we’ve even crossed the start line | |
Metaphor for human race what’s in store for heaven’s sakes | |
Watching ourselves dissipate and even worse participate | |
In our own demise think about it read between the lines | |
Damn we must be blind to see the signs we’re almost out of time | |
And reality might not always be what you might hope | |
Sometimes you’re really feeling like you’re walking across a tightrope | |
Above a sea of uncertainty and certainly it hurts worse to be | |
Coerced because of loss of freedom hurts worse than a third degree | |
Burn let the ashes fall yearn pick up the pieces y’all | |
Gotta learn to hear the call turn before you hit the wall | |
Sink or swim make it count | |
Trust your friends when in doubt | |
Make amends take a vow | |
Opposition take them out | |
Never let nothing get between you and your hope and your dreams | |
We’ve suffered long enough now it’s time they hear our screams | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would you keep it going our self-inflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself | |
We got do the math, find out the final score | |
I swear we’re knock knock knocking up on heaven’s door | |
And as the world turns we get closer to the fate | |
It really makes you wonder what’s the purpose what’s at stake | |
What are we meant to do besides living and breathing | |
Why must we try to live outside our means and stay daydreaming | |
Material things and money seem to be our obsession | |
And when it isn’t that it’s killing with billions spent on weapons | |
We gotta coexist which means we gotta focus this | |
Hope for utopian bliss despite our newfound hopelessness | |
Back then religious beliefs is what kept us separated | |
Now it’s the power struggle for financial domination | |
Sins of the father continue passed on to generations | |
Maybe one day we can unite as one a sovereign nation | |
Take for what it is but don’t take it for granted | |
And always suspect the unexpected on this unsuspecting planet | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would we keep it going, our self-inflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself |
Living in these dark times, it' s hard to stop these dark rhymes | |
It seems that we have lost before we' ve even crossed the start line | |
Metaphor for human race what' s in store for heaven' s sakes | |
Watching ourselves dissipate and even worse participate | |
In our own demise think about it read between the lines | |
Damn we must be blind to see the signs we' re almost out of time | |
And reality might not always be what you might hope | |
Sometimes you' re really feeling like you' re walking across a tightrope | |
Above a sea of uncertainty and certainly it hurts worse to be | |
Coerced because of loss of freedom hurts worse than a third degree | |
Burn let the ashes fall yearn pick up the pieces y' all | |
Gotta learn to hear the call turn before you hit the wall | |
Sink or swim make it count | |
Trust your friends when in doubt | |
Make amends take a vow | |
Opposition take them out | |
Never let nothing get between you and your hope and your dreams | |
We' ve suffered long enough now it' s time they hear our screams | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would you keep it going our selfinflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself | |
We got do the math, find out the final score | |
I swear we' re knock knock knocking up on heaven' s door | |
And as the world turns we get closer to the fate | |
It really makes you wonder what' s the purpose what' s at stake | |
What are we meant to do besides living and breathing | |
Why must we try to live outside our means and stay daydreaming | |
Material things and money seem to be our obsession | |
And when it isn' t that it' s killing with billions spent on weapons | |
We gotta coexist which means we gotta focus this | |
Hope for utopian bliss despite our newfound hopelessness | |
Back then religious beliefs is what kept us separated | |
Now it' s the power struggle for financial domination | |
Sins of the father continue passed on to generations | |
Maybe one day we can unite as one a sovereign nation | |
Take for what it is but don' t take it for granted | |
And always suspect the unexpected on this unsuspecting planet | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would we keep it going, our selfinflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself |
Living in these dark times, it' s hard to stop these dark rhymes | |
It seems that we have lost before we' ve even crossed the start line | |
Metaphor for human race what' s in store for heaven' s sakes | |
Watching ourselves dissipate and even worse participate | |
In our own demise think about it read between the lines | |
Damn we must be blind to see the signs we' re almost out of time | |
And reality might not always be what you might hope | |
Sometimes you' re really feeling like you' re walking across a tightrope | |
Above a sea of uncertainty and certainly it hurts worse to be | |
Coerced because of loss of freedom hurts worse than a third degree | |
Burn let the ashes fall yearn pick up the pieces y' all | |
Gotta learn to hear the call turn before you hit the wall | |
Sink or swim make it count | |
Trust your friends when in doubt | |
Make amends take a vow | |
Opposition take them out | |
Never let nothing get between you and your hope and your dreams | |
We' ve suffered long enough now it' s time they hear our screams | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would you keep it going our selfinflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself | |
We got do the math, find out the final score | |
I swear we' re knock knock knocking up on heaven' s door | |
And as the world turns we get closer to the fate | |
It really makes you wonder what' s the purpose what' s at stake | |
What are we meant to do besides living and breathing | |
Why must we try to live outside our means and stay daydreaming | |
Material things and money seem to be our obsession | |
And when it isn' t that it' s killing with billions spent on weapons | |
We gotta coexist which means we gotta focus this | |
Hope for utopian bliss despite our newfound hopelessness | |
Back then religious beliefs is what kept us separated | |
Now it' s the power struggle for financial domination | |
Sins of the father continue passed on to generations | |
Maybe one day we can unite as one a sovereign nation | |
Take for what it is but don' t take it for granted | |
And always suspect the unexpected on this unsuspecting planet | |
If we could start all over a million miles from here | |
Could we eliminate the hate inside and all our fears | |
Or would we keep it going, our selfinflicted hell | |
We gotta reach for peace before history can repeat itself |