Loyle Carner - A Lasting Place
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{intro}
What kind of man weeps at the feet of his wife in pain
Holds up the pink and shrieking thing and feels the throb of time?
What kind of man wraps a cloth around his waist and holds the baby to his chest
Walks through the streets swaying like a drunk in the morning?
What kind of man feels the rage of men and only swallows at his daughter's fists?
*inaudiable noises and a long laugh*
What kind of man bends to hold them in their suffering
In their questions, in their garbled turns of phrase?
What kind of man admits his failures, turns over his heavy stones
Stands at the feet of grief and wanting and does not turn away?
What kind of man becomes a father
A lasting place?
{verse 1}
Yeah, she see my father in me
That's why she arguе with me
That's why they can't forgive mе
Yeah, rock and a hard place wearing a hard face
Close the door, leave my house like i'm scarface
Yeah, sweet success that i can't taste
I heard the bang, still i'm finishing the last race
Lapping me, a year ago, yo, they was clapping me
Nobody told me that i'd lose it so rapidly
I thought this was the kind of thing that goes gradually
My hairline, the good guys, i was glad to be
Grim reaper's catching me
(oh), it's like i work for him
I'm being punished for the times that i would sin
When i tried to do right, still i did the wrong thing
I thought i was a king (thought i was a king)
I thought i was a king
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{chorus}
Trouble in the one-six-nine
I almost lost my life
Trouble in the one-six-nine
{verse 2}
How am i supposed to sum it up?
Oi listen, this is what the summer does
And i ain't losing any one of us, a mother's love
(ah), mother's love
I know it isn't what it is, i wish this what it was
The love is great
To raise the man that you hate
Growing in the man that you make
Ah, knowing that if you plan your escape
Then the next man is handed his fate
They say that time waits for no man
At least it didn't for my old man
So fuck it, me and the devil we could slow dance
A slow dance through the city, through that cold sand
I'm here, all fucking week and ain't got no plans
Was staring back at the reflections of a grown man
Yeah, was staring back at the reflections of a grown man
But i don't want to be an old man
{bridge}
Trouble in the one-six-nine
I almost lost my life
Trouble in the one-six-nine
You almost lost your life
You almost lost your life
{outro}
*cheering*
Richard spayvern on the drums man
Yo, that song goes out to my beautiful girlfriend man, who i love with all my heart, yo it goes like that
{intro}
What kind of man weeps at the feet of his wife in pain
Holds up the pink and shrieking thing and feels the throb of time?
What kind of man wraps a cloth around his waist and holds the baby to his chest
Walks through the streets swaying like a drunk in the morning?
What kind of man feels the rage of men and only swallows at his daughter's fists?
*inaudiable noises and a long laugh*
What kind of man bends to hold them in their suffering
In their questions, in their garbled turns of phrase?
What kind of man admits his failures, turns over his heavy stones
Stands at the feet of grief and wanting and does not turn away?
What kind of man becomes a father
A lasting place?
{verse 1}
Yeah, she see my father in me
That's why she arguе with me
That's why they can't forgive mе
Yeah, rock and a hard place wearing a hard face
Close the door, leave my house like i'm scarface
Yeah, sweet success that i can't taste
I heard the bang, still i'm finishing the last race
Lapping me, a year ago, yo, they was clapping me
Nobody told me that i'd lose it so rapidly
I thought this was the kind of thing that goes gradually
My hairline, the good guys, i was glad to be
Grim reaper's catching me
(oh), it's like i work for him
I'm being punished for the times that i would sin
When i tried to do right, still i did the wrong thing
I thought i was a king (thought i was a king)
I thought i was a king
See loyle carner liveget tickets as low as $77
{chorus}
Trouble in the one-six-nine
I almost lost my life
Trouble in the one-six-nine
{verse 2}
How am i supposed to sum it up?
Oi listen, this is what the summer does
And i ain't losing any one of us, a mother's love
(ah), mother's love
I know it isn't what it is, i wish this what it was
The love is great
To raise the man that you hate
Growing in the man that you make
Ah, knowing that if you plan your escape
Then the next man is handed his fate
They say that time waits for no man
At least it didn't for my old man
So fuck it, me and the devil we could slow dance
A slow dance through the city, through that cold sand
I'm here, all fucking week and ain't got no plans
Was staring back at the reflections of a grown man
Yeah, was staring back at the reflections of a grown man
But i don't want to be an old man
{bridge}
Trouble in the one-six-nine
I almost lost my life
Trouble in the one-six-nine
You almost lost your life
You almost lost your life
{outro}
*cheering*
Richard spayvern on the drums man
Yo, that song goes out to my beautiful girlfriend man, who i love with all my heart, yo it goes like that
