All Is On My Side - Sam Fender

In this crazy life We reach for the best we can But sometimes it slips away No matter how we plan You were the best thing in my life My only hope to make it right I never thought we'd get to have A second time around But now that love is on our side again Let's take these feelings all the way Let's open up and live our passions to the end Now that love is on our side again I loved you too much Without you I felt so wrong It's funny how we tear ourselves away Just to belong I'll never ever compromise That look of trust within your eyes We'll let our hearths grow forever Here on solid ground Now that love is on our side again Let's take these feelings all the way Let's open up and live our passions to the end Now that love is on our side again Now here we are And the storm is over We're ready for that dream We'll get it right It just could take us longer A time to heal our wounds Is all we need Now that love is on our side again (on our side again) Let's take these feelings all the way Let's open up and live our passions to the end (Ye-ye-yeah) Now that love is on our side again Now that love is on our side again Let's take these feelings all the way (take these feelings) Let's open up and live our passions to the end Now that love is on our side again Now that love is on our side again...

Let's just stay Home alone tonight Your eyes Pacific blue light Whatever happens, yeah I'll be alright With you by my side With you by my side Let's just stay Home alone tonight Your eyes Pacific blue light Whatever happens, yeah I'll be alright With you by my side With you by my side With you by my side (Let's just stay) (Home alone tonight) (Your eyes) (Pacific blue light) (Whatever happens, yeah) (I'll be alright) (With you by my side) (With you by my side) (With you by my side) Let's just stay Home alone tonight Your eyes Pacific blue light Whatever happens, yeah I'll be alright With you by my side With you by my side Let's just stay Home alone tonight Your eyes Pacific blue light Whatever happens, yeah I'll be alright With you by my side With you by my side With you by my side (Let's just stay) (Home alone tonight) (Your eyes) (Pacific blue light) (Whatever happens, yeah) (I'll be alright) (With you by my side) (With you by my side) (With you by my side)

If the stars fall down on me And the sun refused to shine Then may the shackles be undone May all the old words cease to rhyme If the sky turned into stone It will matter not at all For there is no Heaven in the sky Hell does not wait for our downfall Let the voice of reason chime Let the pious vanish for all time God's face is hidden, all unseen You can't ask Him what it all means He was never on your side God was never on your side Let right or wrong alone decide God was never on your side See ten thousand ministries See the holy, righteous dogs They claim to heal, but all they do is steal Abuse your faith, cheat, and rob If God is wise, why is He still When these false prophets call Him friend? Why is He silent? Is He blind? Are we abandoned in the end? Let the sword of reason shine Let us be free of prayer and shrine God's face is hidden, turned away He never has a word to say He was never on your side God was never on your side Let right or wrong alone decide God was never on your side No, no, no He was never on your side God was never on your side Never, never, never, never Never on your side Never on your side God was never on your side Never on your side

Cash out Go to Prada I need clothes Go to melrose for some hoes I'm in LA at the grove White air forces, I stay low Marino shirt, underneath, the pole Gotta stay fresh, RIP Bankroll Lightskin shorty, like Keyshia Cole I love that bitch, X and O Paycheck I see decimals Codeine taste like jello Might grow my hair like Melo Neon lights, my car glow Back to the future like Marty McFly Pour up a deuce cause I gotta stay high I drive the whip I touch her thighs When I pull out my dick don't act surprised I don't know what it is Is it me or how I live? You'll die to feel what its like to be up on this side I don't know what it is (She said she want to go to Jamaica) Is it me or how I live? (I tell her close her eyes you can be anywhere you wanna be) (Damn) You dig what I'm saying? (Nah fr) (Damn, aye Cruddy) Cruddy Murda Been through some shit, got a hell of a story Bought me a watch Put me more in my glory Come to my spot you can never record me I tryna get it and better my people Tryna show 'em a little more cause they know I get even(?) I hate all the rumors a nigga been hearing I'm getting this paper Them niggas pretending I need a preacher A nigga been sinning' I took some L's but I'm usually winning I poured a deuce of the Wock and I added some Quai Thats just how a nigga been sipping' I pulled out a hundred and showed her its me She buy me a pint I might get on one knee Put Chanel on her bag and Rick on her feet When I lift up my arm thats a quarter on me I don't know what it is We gone get this shit as long as they print this shit man Is it me, or how I live? Know what I'm saying? Brick on my wrist You gotta feel what its like Long live the men (To be here on this side) Free all the guys RIP A$AP Yams (I don't know what it is) Big sheets and funnel on deck Is it me or how I live? Lost Boys, ASAP shit man Marino Infantry shit man Taking over man for the 2000s n*ga (You'll die to feel what it's like) To be here on this side Don't know what I got, but it's hot Maybe it's my style that drives em wild Maybe it's the dough or the clothes Baby I don't know, I don't know (On my motherfuckin flavor flav shit) Don't know what I got, but it's hot (500 bitches in the crib like Ray J) Maybe its my style, that drives em Wild (and we still spinning the bin for OG) Maybe it's the dough or the clothes Baby I don't know, I don't know (I don't know) I don't know what it is Is it me or how I live? You'll die to feel what it's like, to be here on this side I don't know what it is Is it me or how I live? Youll die to feel what it like, to be here on this side Aye aye spizz man, pour that four up let's get high my boy

Grab your coat and snatch your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet To the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter pat And that happy tune is your step Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With the blues on parade No longer I'm afraid The rover, crossed over If I never had a cent I'll be rich as Rockfeller A gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With those blues on parade But I'm not afraid 'Cause the rover, he's got over If I never had a cent I'll be rich as Rockfeller All those chicks 'round my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour