Issue No 152 Wild Horses Lyrics
Wild Horses by Issue No. 152
Alright, alright, alright, I'll speak towards the sun
Erasing and pause, and I'm just trying it raw
Life gets hard, I just pray it'll get better
That American pie, God, please cut me a slice
So I could fly
I'm on the freeway and it's 3AM
Thinking about her, she's thinking about him
I bet she is
But that's how it goes when she loves him
And the one that adores her, she turns her back on him
And I bet that job ain't gonna call back
Like I thought it would
But somehow I know my little boy is still gonna be all good
And even if he gotta eat on the value meal for a week'
I just wanna run far away
But I gotta stay
I can feel abandoning myself before you
I wanna open up my heart, tell him how I feel
Yeah, street corners I shouldn't be working
I got bigger dreams, I can show you in person
Tryna see if it's worth it like I got in my circle
But they tell me to make it, gotta quickly desert them
Too much fire inside, I'm alone with my pride
If you ain't on what I'm on, I can't fucks with you guys
That burner tucked for fronting, I don't wanna stop drumming
But I got my reasons, I'm no demons, I just live around them
And I know that job ain't gonna call me back after background checks
What they expect me to do? I'm living inside of a mess
Cleaning out my prior stress, got me looking like a dumpster
I stop it all, wake up, and realize I'm hungry
Get money by any means, try and live the dream
And realizing that horses run freer than me
My circumstances make me low on my standards
But the possibilities got me screaming out, 'Don't panic!'
I'm tryna run
I just wanna run far away
But I gotta stay, I can't just leave
She keep asking for her daddy
I can't tell her where he is
Been locked up since last January
Now tell me that ain't some shit
I thought he was thinking about me
But in reality he wasn't thinking about me enough
Where is he now?
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
Alright, alright, alright, I'll speak towards the sun
Erasing and pause, and I'm just trying it raw
Life gets hard, I just pray it'll get better
That American pie, God, please cut me a slice
So I could fly
Erasing and pause, and I'm just trying it raw
Life gets hard, I just pray it'll get better
That American pie, God, please cut me a slice
So I could fly
I'm on the freeway and it's 3AM
Thinking about her, she's thinking about him
I bet she is
But that's how it goes when she loves him
And the one that adores her, she turns her back on him
And I bet that job ain't gonna call back
Like I thought it would
But somehow I know my little boy is still gonna be all good
And even if he gotta eat on the value meal for a week'
I just wanna run far away
But I gotta stay
I can feel abandoning myself before you
I wanna open up my heart, tell him how I feel
Yeah, street corners I shouldn't be working
I got bigger dreams, I can show you in person
Tryna see if it's worth it like I got in my circle
But they tell me to make it, gotta quickly desert them
Too much fire inside, I'm alone with my pride
If you ain't on what I'm on, I can't fucks with you guys
That burner tucked for fronting, I don't wanna stop drumming
But I got my reasons, I'm no demons, I just live around them
And I know that job ain't gonna call me back after background checks
What they expect me to do? I'm living inside of a mess
Cleaning out my prior stress, got me looking like a dumpster
I stop it all, wake up, and realize I'm hungry
Get money by any means, try and live the dream
And realizing that horses run freer than me
My circumstances make me low on my standards
But the possibilities got me screaming out, 'Don't panic!'
I'm tryna run
I just wanna run far away
But I gotta stay, I can't just leave
She keep asking for her daddy
I can't tell her where he is
Been locked up since last January
Now tell me that ain't some shit
I thought he was thinking about me
But in reality he wasn't thinking about me enough
Where is he now?
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
It's alright, don't lie
We all want a slice of the American pie
Alright, alright, alright, I'll speak towards the sun
Erasing and pause, and I'm just trying it raw
Life gets hard, I just pray it'll get better
That American pie, God, please cut me a slice
So I could fly