Ballad of a Badman - Tory Lanez

Cat got my tongue And I don't think I get along with anyone Blood running cold I'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke And I hate all my clothes Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones So I guess, I should go The party's done and I'm no fun, I know, I know I know, I know I broke a glass, I tripped and fell I told secrets I shouldn't tell I stumbled over all my words I made it weird, I made it worse Each time I step outside, it's social suicide It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die It's social suicide Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah I laughed at the wrong time, sat with the wrong guy (Uh-huh) Searching "how to start a conversation?" on a website ("how to flirt") Talked to this hot guy, swore I was his type Guess that he was making out with boys, like, the whole night (Oh) Everything I do is tragic (Oh) Every guy I like is gay (Oh) The morning after I panic (Oh) Oh God, what did I say? (Oh, oh, oh) I broke a glass, I tripped and fell I told secrets I shouldn't tell I stumbled over all my words I made it weird, I made it worse Each time I step outside, it's social suicide It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die It's social suicide Yeah, when I'm alone, I'm fine But don't let me out at night It's social suicide, it's social suicide Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah I broke a glass, tripped and fell Told secrets I shouldn't tell Stumbled over all my words Made it weird and made it worse Each day that I'm alive, it's social suicide It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die It's social suicide It's social suicide, don't let me out at night I'm shocked I'm still alive, it's social suicide Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah Thought your mom was your wife (Ah) Called you the wrong name twice (Ah) Can't think of a third line (Ah) La-la, la-la, la-la (Ah) La-la, la-la, la-la (Ah) La-la, la-la, la-la (Ah) La-la, la-la, la-la, ugh

Ira Hayes Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather round me people there's a story I would tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the land of the Pima Indian, a proud and noble band Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land Down the ditches of thousand years The water grew Ira's peoples' crops 'Till the white man stole the water rights And the sparklin' water stopped Now Ira's folks were hungry And their land grew crops of weeds When war came, Ira volunteered And forgot the white man's greed Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill Two hundred and fifty men But only twenty-seven lived To walk back down again And when the fight was over And Old Glory raised Among the men who held it high Was the Indian, Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Ira,he is returned a hero Celebrated through the land He was wined and speeched and honored Everybody shook his hand But he was just a Pima Indian No water, no home, no chance At home nobody cared what Ira'd done And when did the Indians dance Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Then Ira started drinkin' hard Jail was often his home They'd let him raise the flag and lower it Like you'd throw a dog a bone He died drunk early one mornin' Alone in the land he fought to save Two inches of water in a lonely ditch Was a grave for Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes But his land is just as dry And his ghost is lying thirsty In the ditch where Ira died

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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