Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florian Gratton
Songwriter
Lyrics
From me to you, it's been time since you seem alight
To see through you, every single time you show a fight
Talking through rust, how you meant to trust, don't see any sign of a boss
Life is just a gust, point to the dust, discussed (now)
If you can't live in the shade, all you got to do is say, stuff about
What's up with your brother, do you think that life is proper
Boast about your suffer and joy
If you can't live in the shade, all you got to do is pray, stuff about
Praying to the sinner, conscience is the father, elevate your inner winner
If you can't live in the shade
If you can't live in the shade
If you can't live in the shade
If you can't live in the shade
From me to you, it's about time to see the lesson
I see through you, luckily for me I was taught to listen
I'll lend you my bike, stage ride like, you decide when the time is right
Grab on to the mike, say what you like
Coz If you can't live in the shade, all you got to do is say, stuff about
What's up with your brother? do you think that life is proper?
Boast about your suffer and joy
If you can't live in the shade, all you got to do is pray, stuff about
Praying to the sinner, conscience is the father, elevate your inner winner
If you can't live in the shade
If you can't live in the shade
If you can't live in the shade
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do if you can't live in the shade?
You gotta come out
Stuff about
Stuff about
What's up with your brother? Do you think that life is proper?
Boast about your suffer, praying for the weather
Save a caterpillar, enemies for dinner
Brake a hand spinner, kiss instead of killer
Sprinkle on some glitter, get rid of the stinger
Make small bigger, whatever the trigger
Ass on the printer, bermuda in the winter
Believe that you're a singer, drink 8 pints of bitter
Time is getting thinner, rime's getting slender
Sunshine through the door, more than asked for
The tan feel for sure, I never get bored
I'll wave to you abroad, I got my shit insured
I'm ready for the sun, I'm ready for the fun
10 times more ready than you'll ever be
I'm ready for "come on"!
Writer(s): Florian Gratton
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