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letra de harvest - the airplane boys

[intro: beck motley & bon voyage]
this one’s for the dreamers
chase what you love go

[verse 1: beck motley]
insecurities soon become opportunities
egos and expectations these moments are all but new to me
italian suits and some jewelry, dreams of whips are but cool to me
pops telling me focus, to grow is to be a human being
women, money, accessories to make you happy
ain’t the source to complete you, just results you made that happen
laughing, back tracking back to the past active
maps that are past atlas actually stop gapping
happily ever, not after
after the purpose, chase the next chapter
the stepping stone, the rolling stone, the throne baptist
held captive, in a fortress surrounded by materialistic world with tom fords
and rob ford, a mayor spoking crack sh-t to make me
back flip to a land of absurd they itch for more, we st-tch the sores
we soar over the law, praise the lord jesus, buddha, or allah
whoever you believe in, believe in yourself
pain to mental health i know that this’ll work, i know what me and my brother’s worth
we ain’t the following ones, ‘cus we the ones to say we did it first
delivering the birth inside of my words
given the drive with the seed of the earth
the reason i’m breathing, i live what i earn
living to dream with the p-ssion to burn, word
typhoons hit my motherland and i’m stressed here about records
grateful for my problems ‘cus this sh-t’s all perspective
lonely comes the territory, feel empty, and neglected
it’s beau monde, new leaders, presidente, i’m elected change

[hook: beck motley & bon voyage]
i will grow (harvest, harvest)
heaven help me find my undeniable (harvest, harvest)
purpose, if these urge’s i’d like to show
the world i know is getting to small
so watch us harvest, all of us
so watch us harvest, all of us

[verse 2: bon voyage]
got me feeling like its me against ya’ll, this it total recall
i’m steady stacking brick walls to guard my heart from pitfalls
no picket fences here, it’s more tense in here
seems the less i care, i’m hard pressed to find fear of
what i’m ‘gon lose in relationships come and go
some finished before they start, i’m longing for something more, like
finding oneself, you don’t love you enough to love me
this industry took my brain i’m sorry you feel unlucky, i’m
6 am at the bus stop in the winter time that kinda cold in my heart, lyrics for dinner time
i’m back out, moving to get it, refusing the limit
before my momma wake up, hoping the crowd ain’t gave up
knowing the heart we’re made of, (yeah) the proof was there at the gramercy
opening up for kendrick, they booed us before the chance to breathe
of course we won em’ over, but now the summers over
the pain was merely transformation, know we getting closer

[hook]

- the airplane boys

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