Текст песни
Cool, tiles at the saint pies. Mama cried when another soul said goodbye. Steel in my hand, pain in my chest. Tryna find peace, but I get no rest. Seen too many homies fade to black. Tattoo they names just to bring 'em back. Every night got me talkin' to the sky. Why we live just to learn how to die? Behind the chrome is a broken heart. Every street made me fall apart. Mask on face, but my soul still bleeds. Tryna grow roots through a concrete seed. Tears in my eyes, but I stand real tall. If I fall now, who will catch it all? A gangsta cryin' for the world to see. Curse this pain and lay it deep in Cool, Tiles at the saint pies. Mama cried when another soul said goodbye. Steel in my hand, pain in my chest. Tryna find peace, but I get no rest. Seen too many homies fade to black. Tattoo they names just to bring 'em back. Every night got me talkin' to the sky. Why we live just to learn how to die? Behind the chrome is a broken heart. Every street made me fall apart. Mask on my face, but my soul still bleeds. Tryna grow roots through a concrete seed. Tears in my eyes, but I stand real tall. If I fall now, who will catch it all? A gangsta cryin' for the world to see. Curse this pain and lay deep in me.
Hayit Murat — Tears
«Tears» — Hayit Murat. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:05. Жанр — Танцевальная.
