Bastards Like Us - Onative

They say:

Things will never change for bastards like us

The money comes late bastards like us

The rivers will break for bastards like us

The rain won’t ever fade for bastards like us, they say

Things will never change for bastards like us

The money comes late bastards like us

The rivers will break for bastards like us

Bastards like us, bastards like us

The city swallowed every single hope

Ballerinas fractured when they tried to stand on toes

Our knuckles almost broke from trynna knock the fucking doors

We tried to reach the skies but our calves are fucking sore

All we’re try to do is reach the limit off no limit

A ticket to the wicked, a snippet of the gifted

And matter of fact we won’t be satisfied by snippets

We need see the whole premiere of what the world has hidden

So son of a bitch who are you to judge us?

No fairy tales, you know the world is fucked up

If emotions were humans on the podium of fashion, my emotions would be wearing

just a dark tux

I believe, as long as I believe

I’m good even if my dreams suffer from deceit

I’m a dark Santa Clause with the destiny on my lap

The calm before the storm cause I put my storm on bypass

(Hook)

They say:

Things will never change for bastards like us

The money comes late bastards like us

The rivers will break for bastards like us

The rain won’t ever fade for bastards like us, they say

Things will never change for bastards like us

The money comes late bastards like us

The rivers will break for bastards like us

Bastards like us, bastards like us