(you cut it down) So you could watch me fall (I hope its far from you) I moving on to better things, better people, better situations, I'm moving to
Превод: Тротоар. Далеко од тебе.
ride I swear it feels like I'm dreaming, it's vividly defined, yeah So call me whatever you want Tie me to whatever you like But let's get one thing straight You
, yeah You are the light, you are the light, baby You are the reason I'm going crazy I think I know just why you're from above Come back, my love You
your heart at? Brave-hearted. You better finish what you started [dunn] If you ever lost a loved one? You'll never understand love 'til you lost one
out, win or lose just like you Far more shocking than anything I ever knew How about you? Ten more reasons why I need somebody new Just like you Far
You eat it and chew it, and then you swallow it And wisdom is what you get from it Try to stop me from gettin mine And you can kiss me where the sun
listen, im hard in the paint hard in the pavement you artist are fake right here in the hood far from away n**gas seem to think that their far from a
where I'm from already knows Funny, my homie 'cause said niggaz gon' bring you a bowl of soup when you sick But if you die, then gonna love you later Think you
canceled All hands on deck to pull, survivors from the landfill Onlookers, passers-by brush off your shoulders Shake off that rubble Break free from
hate you, you fake think you way cool Mistakes you gon make you gon pay with your face too In case spray you lay you on pavement and shake you From bullets
From where I left to begin this refrain From where your mercy and grace remain From where you sit is it true It's not that far to you It happened slowly
in the pavement. Where the weeds and wishes grow. Every car is a reminder. That there's someplace else to go. I steal a moment beside you. Can you hear
dance that plays with the fire We play guitar and played it inspired You said you would leave not ever Underneath the sky forever And we're so far from
bowl. A mood so depp - so far above you all, With no one there to catch me if I fall. This is your man in the street reporting, and so far all we've
don't you breathe anymore are you far from the next corner ? your race is burning the pavement welcome to the city the city's done for you
in my pockets, coat collar up, thinking `bout you I've been talking to myself, giving fate the third degree I've been eyes on the pavement admitting my
these trials But you stand by me nonetheless And you won't let me sink though I'm beggin' you, I'm beggin' you Phone calls from further away and messages
