BATTLEFIELD Lyrics – Samuel Richards

BATTLEFIELD Lyrics by Samuel Richards

Hook:
There’s bones on the floor
Complacency got me misplaced
Now I’m just filling a void

Horrified like a A-list celebrity
When they found out their horoscope was poor
Crying out
Yo, yo

There’s skulls on the walls
Dodging bullets, aka my time wasting withdrawals
Horrified like a mirror showing insecurities to a boujie household
Crying out

(Crying out)
Verse 1:
Looking through the peep hole, I can see a woman slowly crashing down
Yeah, yeah

That woman’s my momma
And I could hear her voice echo
Crying out
Yeah, yo, yo, check it, look

(one, two ,three. yeah one two, one two)
Then I wake up to reality
Hoping my dad ain’t lost himself in the patriarchy and vanity
Holding on to my momma

And she can never really get the memo
I’m just out here Crying out
Yo
It’s something about the world dude

Yeah
It’s something about that girl dude
Yeah
I’m thinking she might be the one, two, three and to the four

How many of ‘em have I ran through
I don’t know
I could just, eat, pray, exist and some more
Not sedated enough

Girls, I dated enough
That’s topic I hate talking about
sh#t I might just
Die alone full of doubt

But right now, I sing this song like
Hook:
There’s bones on the floor
Complacency got me misplaced

Now I’m filling a void
(yeah)
Horrified like A-list celebrity
When they find they horoscope is poor

(yo, yo)
Crying out
There’s skulls on the walls
Dodging bullets, aka girls trynna get in my drawls

Horrified like a mirror showing insecurities to a boujie household
Crying out
Verse 2:
Don’t try to compare what’s heavy on your mind, to what’s heavy on mine

What you deal with in 2 minutes, could have me taking my time
Sitting for hours in a dark room
Crying out
(yo, yo)

Chess move, but wasn’t made with your chest
Man up like they say, don’t give a damn
I been the man too long
You been longing to be the man

Well at least you tried your best
Now you really out here crying out
Uhn
There’s something bout that man dude

Woo
There’s something bout that gun dude
Yeah
I think he loaded it one, two, three and to the fourth time

Let it go
In hopes it hit something
Like it’s crunch time
With his gang members

Like the coach on the side lines
If somebody get hit
Somebody get hit, mentally and emotionally
They momma Breaking down

Crying out
Yo, yo
Cross fire of emotions bounce around the house
I slump to ground, right beside my momma

She holding on to my shirt, I hold on to her blouse
Got a n#gg# out here crying out
Yo, yo, look, I said, uhn
We conquer it all

Taking pain, shoving it down the drain
And watching emotions evolve
I feel like a superhero of the city trynna save everyone
But the only witness to the battle inside me going on

Crying out
Hook:
There’s bones on the floor
Complacency got me misplaced

Now I’m filling a void
(yeah)
Horrified like A-list celebrity
When they find they horoscope is poor

(oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Crying out
There’s skulls on the walls
Dodging bullets, aka my time wasting with draws

Horrified like a mirror showing insecurities to a boujie household
Crying out
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Samuel Richards Lyrics – BATTLEFIELD

Samuel Richards

BATTLEFIELD