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letra de chalk - joe barbarulo

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[verse]
i’ll admit that i’ve been scared before
didn’t want to ever open up the front door
thinkin’ i was hypocritical and livin’ by suspicions
of other people creeping up from under the floor
some days the rains came and i needed to bleed
but it seemed that cartoon was always there for me
one day we’re just watching bad movies
then pizza, b-ss and some dnd

it seemed so strange how little i knew
this outline on a stage was a colorful dude
making music, making memories and enjoying the view
you see me as me, i’m seeing it too

[chorus]
just a drawing on the sidewalk
washed away by rain
try to believe there’ll be better days
but it’s hard to stay right here
the sun’ll make it fade
but still strong it stays
a couple colors blended and we’re leaving it here
with a box full of chalk there’s nothing to fear

[verse]
i make way too many jokes but you know me
with a scratched up black guitar and the red hps
acting like i’m plausible and kinda philosophical
but to be real, i’m a pretentious kid you see?
but still i know you’ll stick out your ear
always willing to talk and be right here
wonder why you want to stick around someone so lame?
cause know that i would always do the same

talkin’ griffin, shadow, spidey, brian, and healy
listening to watsky and the new lp
yacht gang, building vaults, “get a fence chauncey!”
vt, paradox, {spoken} it’s 4 o’clock ricky!

[chorus]
just a drawing on the sidewalk
washed away by rain
try to believe there’ll be better days
but it’s hard to stay right here
the sun’ll make it fade
but still strong it stays
a couple colors blended and we’re leaving it here
with a box full of chalk there’s nothing to fear

[bridge]
maybe we “spend too much time in our rooms”
but a group of kiwis takes away the gloom
i have an inquiry, {spoken} no cursing it’s rude
but this town is a concert ground for me and you
hardest lesson to learn is that life ain’t fair
a bit of hardship you and i both share
tired is the mood, but the grind is profession

{spoken} yo.. “can i ask you a personal question?”

[chorus]
just a drawing on the sidewalk
washed away by rain
try to believe there’ll be better days
but it’s hard to stay right here
the sun’ll make it fade
but still strong it stays
a couple colors blended and we’re leaving it here
with a box full of chalk there’s nothing to fear

- joe barbarulo

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