A.tone Da Priest To A Place
(Hook)
Can we get back, to a place we both know?
Where we can go, out and make it our own
(Verse 1)
To crossroads, the lost souls are bread for the fight
Against what might be right,
No more room here left to fight
They seen it all and done it too
The last of the innocent everything that isn’t true
Who are you? They lost me, was forced to recreate
All these dead ends to stop me, yet still never to break
Hate filled, a lack of understanding
Where the pressures been created, far too demanding
Scars through the hands deep holding on for life
To be broken down and left just ain’t right
The set of our sites, away that’s beyond us
Just give it all up, have faith, just be honest
The strongest survive; the weak are meek and die
And try to live from the dirt, the curse of the deprived
Lives, you’re right, it’s not just us unfair
We all share a hand in our own despair (care)
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
Self-sufficient not living off giving
People aren’t equal but that’s not our decision
Possessing wisdom, is understood
As a path to bliss, dumb luck, who thought we would
Come so far, into no where
To go so past, it’s tragically unfair
As the time becomes and heir apparent to the reason
A cause to action, fractions, four seasons
Pass in a year, for fear of recollection
Am I lost or found, never know I haven’t met him
Guess when it’s true, might be fiction to you
But to the world it’s the proof, sky blue
Eyes glued on enumeration
Pure design absent, the creation
Worldly penetration, where the pleasure lies
Apply some concentration, in between them thighs, I rise
(Hook)
(Outro)
Away from fears, we can’t let go
It’s all those tears that refuse to show
