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letra de the modest tomorrow - traffik (cdn)

(verse one)

i was just a young child, wild, looking for glory
with a pen and a pad, sending a sad story
to the elders that would tell you their thoughts of tomorrow
when they made history with these thoughts that they borrowed
we don’t need these thoughts of sorrow is what they said to me
kneeling upon the earth trying to express my desires and feelings
they said we’re stealing from our own wellspring, and i felt it
when i walked hand in hand with the hand i was dealt, kid
the ceiling ain’t the limit bro we twisted the lye
twisted up our fingers like we living to die
that’s why every time i rhyme i get a mist in my eye
just thinking about my people, those that live in the sky
we live with broken wings like we’re waiting to fly
and even though they say we’re all waiting to die
if i was given life there’s gotta be reason to try
gotta be reason to try, gotta be reason to try

(chorus)

if it means the whole world to you, yo
and every single day it stays burning you bro
in every single way you gotta earn from it, yo
take a page outta my notebook, and learn from it yo
if it means the whole world to you, yo
and every single day it stays burning you bro
in every single way you gotta earn from it, yo
take a page outta my notebook, and learn from it yo

(verse two)

ever since you were barely walking, they started talking
telling you what you can and can’t do, what are your options
saying this will make you paper, this will make you secure
this will end your capers and religion will make you pure
but religion it can obscure, when our dreams seem murky
inst-tutions making it feel like you can’t be worthy
but it’s scary trying to make it by yourself in this world
intimidating to make a new path and watch that unfurl
seeing the colours of your world turn vivid from the fire
that lies inside your soul when you let go of the lies
the pious and the peasants, the homeless learning lessons
we’re all searching for that thing that makes us click with the essence
the lessons that they teach us they ain’t gonna make our world
we’re the only ones with power to allow the boys and girls
to chase their dreams instead of conforming upon the sorrow
in search of better days, ways to the modest tomorrow

(chorus)

(outro)

but i woke up, awoken from reality to dreams
and i realized that i can do this because it makes me free
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because it makes me free

- traffik cdn

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