In The End
Faithless"In The End" is a song by Faithless, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:39 long and contains 30 lines and 209 words.
0:46My baby was born in a bed
0:48With white sheets machines and heat
0:51Traveled home in a car to a three room nest eats and sleeps
0:56Laminate flooring to crawl on TV
0:58Talks starts to walk among st love and security
1:06Goes to school learns to read and write
1:15Probably follows a team with his friends
1:17And gets to ride the train
1:20Fall in love probably fly on a plane
1:25Get to work all week and spend what he earns
1:27On the high street
1:35He's got doctors nurses firemen churches
1:37Kindergarten wedding bells and jet black hearses
1:40Passport bankcard maybe his own yard
1:44Locks and alarms trinkets and charms
1:47Maybe a baby in his arms
2:44My baby was born on his knees
2:45One of poverty offspring
2:47Came into the world coughing
2:48Already full of mother's disease
2:53Went back to a flat with no gas no cash
2:56Rapped in a duvet full of cigarette ash
2:58Mama can't get no sleep
3:01Baby never quite get enough to eat
3:13Goes to school learns to steal and fight
3:23Probably form a team with his friends
3:25Go steam those trains
3:28Fall in love and never trust nobody again
3:35Gets to work all week standing on the high street for Joe
3:39Hustling blow hustling blow
My baby was born in a bed With white sheets machines and heat Traveled home in a car to a three room nest eats and sleeps Laminate flooring to crawl on TV Talks starts to walk among st love and security Goes to school learns to read and write Probably follows a team with his friends And gets to ride the train Fall in love probably fly on a plane Get to work all week and spend what he earns On the high street He's got doctors nurses firemen churches Kindergarten wedding bells and jet black hearses Passport bankcard maybe his own yard Locks and alarms trinkets and charms Maybe a baby in his arms My baby was born on his knees One of poverty offspring Came into the world coughing Already full of mother's disease Went back to a flat with no gas no cash Rapped in a duvet full of cigarette ash Mama can't get no sleep Baby never quite get enough to eat Goes to school learns to steal and fight Probably form a team with his friends Go steam those trains Fall in love and never trust nobody again Gets to work all week standing on the high street for Joe Hustling blow hustling blow
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