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letra de when tomorrow's gone - young chronic

when an artist breathes the music is born
and will stay alive when tomorrow’s gone

i don’t need a distraction self discipline is misplaced
thought the chronicles i embrace alter ego needs a new face
i hate trends and fashion i never thought i would say that again
no i didn’t intend it to offend you or anyone who follows them
now it’s time to take action!
oh i’m about to get busy now
fly strong like a guinea fowl in search for a bigger crown
it’s obvious the reason i was born i’m the future in the world of writing songs
the beat is on chewing corn i came to the music industry to weather storms
that’s my calling have you found yours?
if you love me we’re on the same team
the same path, it’s real
we share a dream and so much more
when you mop with passion clouds will descend upon you
and will lift you so high till it’s impossible to clean floors

glue is pretty useless if nothing needs to stick
magic is not entertaining when the blind can’t see tricks
cats will never l!ck themselves if ticks didn’t exist
happiness is when you stick with what makes you tick

when an artist breathes the music is born
and will stay alive when tomorrow’s gone [x2]
time was created for a reason i wake up to a view of calendars
hadedas “haha” by the poly plums sunshine grazing through jacarandas
leaves will fall next season! i’m not gone rake it no i leave it on
no picking litter or trimming the lawn because i’m very busy writing songs
i’m enslaved yet so free like an ant falling off a tree
because i know where i need to be, the chronicles are waiting on me
if only you could see how hard i’m working every minute
every pound or grain that’s falling off the ceiling
every brain cell i’m pushing to the limit till my first show in front of you i’ll k!ll it
man we’ve come a long way the sun is shining like the song say
if you want all the bs! to go away just put on some young chronic all day
if you love me please acknowledge you’re not a fan you’re my friend
every time you think about me that’s a step closer to hugging you until the end yeah
glue is pretty useless if nothing needs to stick
magic is not entertaining when the blind can’t see tricks
cats will never l!ck themselves if ticks didn’t exist
happiness is when you stick with what makes you tick

when an artist breathes the music is born
and will stay alive when tomorrow’s gone [x3]

- young chronic

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