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• Artiste: Redveil
• Titre: Or So I
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I (I), I (I), I Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, my first language live comfortable inside the fabric Of church pews, I been firsthand to the magic I grew up and took the wheel as soon as I could grab it And tried to go straight to God, but got stuck in traffic The pastor reach his hand out asking for my scraps The glimmer of his watch blind me at the red light His cardboard sign say, "Don't rob the Lord" The light turn green, I peel off and don't think twice (Twice) Don't know if we'll ever lock eyes again, but I don't panic I could never grieve what I left behind on purpose You put GPS in the rear view and end up stranded Abandon all theatrics so I can end up candid Left me with a big ol' gash and a big ol' bandage Swerving through the lanes, I'm clean, it ain't no damage Finding my own way, ain't nothin' I can't manage (Manage) Or so I thought, or so I thought Or so I Or so I, yeah Or so I So I, so I, so I I (I), I (I), I (I) So I Spent the last five years parked up in the shoulder Living in the cold and sleeping in the backseat I gave up on ignoring the pungent odor Of greed and contradiction that lived in the asphalt of those streets My family tree enjoy the smell, don't think they'll ever change They still at the intersection and I didn't understand But if you keep making four right turns every single day That could turn any worthless ass block into sacred land Meanwhile, I sit freezing, living without an anchor I value freedom over remembering the sun's face If the police pull me over and ask me, "Who's my maker?" It's me, I'm Kittitian Jesus, get the fuck out my way From everything I gathered, God a poster child for 12 So I'd rather die here instead of being surveilled Can't control me, I know everything, It's fuck y'all spell I'm planted right here from right now til' my heart fail Or so I thought (I, I, I), damn I'm on my way home I'm on my way home (I, I) I'm on my way home I'm on my way home (I, I) On my way (I), on my way (I), on my way (I) On my way (I), on my way (I), on my way (I) On my way (I), on my way (I), on my Way (I), on my way (I), on my way (I), on my way (I) On my way (I), on my way (I), on my way (I), I Da-da, hmm