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DANNY MCCALL lyrics : "Where are you - B.o.b cover"

imes are changin, im feelin isolated, anybody who makes something different is hated.
And the gangs walk by with their hoodies and tight jeans, they deserve a second chance, to wipe the slate clean.
Sometimes I just feel like I need to ball up and cry, because I remember the days where I was still flyin high.

Everybodys making music trying so hard to make it,workin, bustings there butts tryin to find a break it's
Hell on earth it's a time of despair, a time where people die and nobody really cares
Building collapsing, tempers always snapping, I constantly live in fear dreading whats gonna happen

And just when you think that the final whistles blew, a ray of light suddenly shines through
We have this awesome power and we aint afraid to use it, while people are fighting, I just sit here and play my music.


The mortality in the human race is fadin, I don't know if its gonna come back, im just waitng
For a sign a signal that everybodys fine, cuz at the moment the only thing I ever see is crime
We stop clocks slow down time to trick cops, just to earn a bit of money? We gotta stop

Cuz at the moment, my mind is feeling quite open, to all the different possibilities that seemed broken
But no one ever intended for it to turn out this way, things that are now destroyed used to be ok.
And your mind plays trick on you im going insane, greedy for money, fast cars, for fortune and fame

But there no point in reminiscing what everything used to be, we have to speak to the people so that they open their eyes and see.
And the soul in what everybody makes is fading, because its not actually about you its about the ratings


Sometimes some people just don't get the message, they probably just don't give a damn im just guessin
To influence a large group of people is hard, but sometime it feel like an impenetrable wall, break the shards
We vandalsing city oh yeah we breaking glass, because nobody even ever ahd a clue about real class

While preachers are tryin to discover the true meanin, I look outside my window and hates all im seeing
We rock top we make sure the beat don't stop, robots futuristic ways where the people caught
Life style changing a million year away its, time that we decide to renew the human race

I may be running out of air but I still speak breathlessly, but where is the heart and where is the integrity.
To many voices speaking, think of the ears that we deafen, so im withdrawing all my cards, see you in heaven.

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