Lyrics:
2018 thats where my story begins, smokin takis dreamin of buying a bens
Now all my stacks come in 10s
And if someone would of told me a year ago
Honest
begin.
where the past is laid to rest
no longer weight upon my chest
it's just a part of me.
Should not wish away the process
so tired of this old mess
Sometime in the summer of '96
I was off on a road trip
A couple hundred bucks and a case of beer
Outside Panama City limits is where it all begins
2
passing by
Different hues, different size
In the abyss where all this lies
Take a step back
Into our visual spectrum
With all the colors invented
With every
the sun rise
I'm ready to begin, another chance to get further away from where I've been
What I'll never forget everythang I went through
I appreciate
of a war he'd won
Lost his brothers by his side
Who would you take a bullet for you
Who would give there life
And my head begins to spin
Have one more drink
The house is rickety and dark
Like some kind of old camp cabin
I appear in the hallway
Lighted only by a single hanging bulb
It smells wet
up my level, I faced all my sin I'll never be fazed by no hater again
Talkin' to God, let greatness begin The greatest, amen
speaking makes yours suddenly worse?
An uneasy feeling overtakes me
As you look up and then you turn to face me
Can't let it go like bloom girl by Banksy
sweets under the table
Where the teacher couldn't see
Although she wouldn't remember me now
Sometimes I wonder where she can be
I can remember
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
of noises
Hard to get the courage to raise
Voices and make good choices
But I'm tired of your "another day"
It's not too late to begin (wow oh oh)
I heard
So tell me, where am I supposed to begin from elsee?
Should I start from when I first saw you?
When you dismissed me in the beginning
Or Shrugged me
Sometime in the summer of '96
I was off on a road trip
A couple hundred bucks and a case of beer
Outside Panama City limits is where it all begins
there a place where I belong?
So far, so long, so far away
So far, so wrong, so far away, away, away
Someday, when my life has passed me by
I'll
there a place where I belong?
So far, so long, so far away
So far, so wrong, so far away, away, away
Someday, when my life has passed me by
I'll
Lights are calling me home, no matter where we roam
Lights are, I'm in the city of blinding lights
But there's no place like home, my home is where
moonshine whispers to shotgun blues, Our love, a paradox, both tender and bruised.
Johnny Cash's gravel, a voice weathered by time, I'll sing of your
on the precipice of
What could be and what could have been while puttin in hours on this treadmill incline
Incentivized by where I was in 2016 when money was freedom
over him
Scared to move
Numb with fear
Of where to begin
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you
Out of the blue
Drinkin', fightin'
Getting
the skies turn blue
Intrusive thoughts sit in
It's a tale so where should I begin
I dream we make love on the rug
By fireplace we'll kiss and hug
You glare
I'm the evil brother of Gabriel
I was cast into the darkness by Raphael
I was known to Jacob as Azazel
When I fed upon the sins of Israel
Hiding in
blue
Written by Grant Campbell
Where I've remained for years
The great blue, you will mend
For the riddles have an end
Can you hear me now?
My cries buried deep below
And yet I'm still
Discuss these where blue begins by sanne salomonsen Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In