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sayla - sally calm lyrics

[chorus]
may we find the heart and courage
face our fears and not look back
and think about the chances we let go
trying to find my calm
trying to find my calm in the middle of the storm
may we find the heart and flourish
taste our tears and not look back and sink in hope
tomorrow still won’t know
trying to find my calm
trying to find my calm in the middle of the storm

[verse 1]
i thought it would be easy, didn’t think that i would miss it this much
i might as well admit i might’ve had a little hunch i have the midas touch
and i’m guessing that we might’ve touched, cause you’re gold in my irises
you’re just like me, enslaved to all the riches
pour vvss on your neck and wrists
poppa genie checkin through the missus’ wishlist
“what about this though?”
what about the fam, and the camps in the east coast?
what about the love and the hate in the game?
how you want to be your idols, but they want to be your rivals
everybody copy everybody wannabe the same, ugh
i play my role and i role in euro now
no mo heroes just zeros in the bureau now
we trying to float above, they trying to sink us down
bound to all the bullsh-t and the places we don’t belong
how am i not to look back in anger, as they burn our homes and they blow up bombs?
and they watch on
and they laugh on
they share it on facebook, then log off and fap on

[verse 2]
why they watching us?
why they, why they watching us
gawking us and then attacking us
the fact is this, we all lose out if you do the calculus
i’m but an icarus on an oculus
got more heart than 88 octopuses
got a higher vision, like god’s my boy
got a money plan, like yap ah loy
f-ck fucbois, f-ck your stories and f-ck your lawyers
i’ll be never be defeated
mistakes leave scars, so we’re never to repeat it, right?
love, will never be depleted, right?
i don’t know for sure
to you w-ng is w-ng, to me w-ng’s couture
to you i’m a god, to me that’s what you were
unsure and insecure, our demeanor was impure and poor
who’da would’a thought, that sh-t could’ve come to this sh-t
and who’da would’a thought, we would long be broken beyond fixing
who’da would’a thought, that sh-t could’ve come to this sh-t
who’da would’a thought, we would long be broken beyond fixing

- sayla lyrics

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