Youth (Album Version)
MatisYahu« Youth (Album Version) » est une chanson de MatisYahu, 2006, Pop. La chanson dure 3:45, 46 lines / 262 words.
Paroles
0:07Some of them come now
0:14Some of the running
0:15Some of them looking for fun
0:17Some of them looking for away out of confusion
0:21Some of them don't know where to be
0:22Some of them don't know where to go
0:24Some of them trust their instincts
0:26That somethings missing from the show
0:28Some don't fit society
0:30Their insides are crying low
0:32Some of them teachers squashed the flame
0:33'Fore it had a chance to grow
0:35Some of them embers still glow
0:37Them charcoal hushed and low
0:39Some of them come with hunger supressed
0:41Not fed them feel the death blow yo
0:43Young man control in your hand
0:46Slam your fist on the table
0:48And make your demand
0:50Take a stand
0:51Fan a fire for the flame of the youth
0:53Got the freedom to choose
0:55You better make the right move
0:58Young man the power's in your hand
1:00Slam your fist on the table and make your demand
1:05You better make the right move
1:09Youth is the engine of the world
1:22Storm the halls of vanity
1:25Focus your energy
1:28Into a laser beam
1:30Streaming shattered light
1:31Unites to pierce between the seams
1:33And it seems
1:34The world open peering
1:35The children see
1:36Rapid fire for your mind
1:38Half a truth is just a lie
1:40They rub me the wrong way
1:56They say their way or fall behind
2:01Seventeen disconnect left out
2:10The concept as to why
2:21There's a spiritual emptiness
2:59So the youth them get vexed
3:04Skip class and get wrecked
3:17Feel with beer and cigarettes
3:45To fill the hole in their chest
Some of them come now Some of the running Some of them looking for fun Some of them looking for away out of confusion Some of them don't know where to be Some of them don't know where to go Some of them trust their instincts That somethings missing from the show Some don't fit society Their insides are crying low Some of them teachers squashed the flame 'Fore it had a chance to grow Some of them embers still glow Them charcoal hushed and low Some of them come with hunger supressed Not fed them feel the death blow yo Young man control in your hand Slam your fist on the table And make your demand Take a stand Fan a fire for the flame of the youth Got the freedom to choose You better make the right move Young man the power's in your hand Slam your fist on the table and make your demand You better make the right move Youth is the engine of the world Storm the halls of vanity Focus your energy Into a laser beam Streaming shattered light Unites to pierce between the seams And it seems The world open peering The children see Rapid fire for your mind Half a truth is just a lie They rub me the wrong way They say their way or fall behind Seventeen disconnect left out The concept as to why There's a spiritual emptiness So the youth them get vexed Skip class and get wrecked Feel with beer and cigarettes To fill the hole in their chest
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