Текст песни Spearhead - 100,000 Miles, слова песни Spearhead

Текст песни Spearhead - 100,000 Miles

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I need a reason to get up /before I wash my faceThe junkies, the Hookers, the dealers the placekickin` off my covers / trippin` off the factthat I haven`t called my gramma in a long, long timestandin in the shower/ for almost half an hourTryin` to wake up/ and I`m lookin for the powerreachin` for the towel/ with soap in my eyesdryin` off my shoulders,/ my chest, and my thighsThe next thing I know/ the telephone ringsI hear my own voice /on the answering machineplease leave a message/ I`m glad ya calledI listen for a voice /but there`s nothin` at allMan oh ManI gotta kick the blues and pay respect where respect is dueall praises to GOD the one I return to the one I can turn towhen I`m feelin burned to the bone (chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my faceThe bed is still warm but there`s an empty space Easrly in the morn/ before I wash my face a hundred thousand miles is a lonely placeAt six in the morning /she rolled outa bed stared out the window/ and then she saidthat I wasn`t her type...I think she`s runnin outa types though...and I told her so.She picked up her things and walked through the door and then said that she couldn`t see me no morejust as she was leaving /I asked her if she`d callshe didn`t look back / said nuttin at allI didn`t change my clothes/ because they smell like youand when I took a shower it reminded me of youI called Gramma Brown/for advice it happened to me once/it happened to me twiceMichael/ my son/ you sound really bugged I wish that you were here /so I could to you givea hug then she gave me/ a long, long talkshe said "you have the patience /of ice on a sidewalk"when things get rough/ don`t sweat itsometimes in life you just have to let itand sing out a song / so strongthat even a bad dream couldn`t bring harmto the mind of a young childs battles formed from the candle light shadowsher voice is like a whispering kiss on the forehead (chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my faceThe bedisstill warmbut there`s an empty space Early in the mornin/beforeIwashmy facea hundred thousand miles is a lonely placeIn the last thirty minutes/before I fall asleepwhen I have said my prayers /and I have brushed my teethThis is the time /when I am forced to think about all of the things/ I been tryin to forget aboutThe Bills, the phone, cleanin up my roomthe cars, the traffic, the speakers and the boomalone I remember /the times with me and youand I realize my heart is shakin` up the roomGramma she would tell us /about the glory daysand gramma she would tell us/ about when we were slaves in the livin` room/ pianos outa tuneon top of it the pictures /of every bride and groom child/ grand child /lost childevery single tear shed / every single smile`cause everybodies got/ alota shit to deal withand life doesn`t stop/ it just makes ya feel itso shake the dust/ offa your feettake a step forward/ liberate with the beatso for you/ I wrote this song I wanted you to hear it/ before you are gone.the African in me/ the Seminole in meThese are some a things my grandmother gaveto me some believe there are and some believe thereain`t if ever there was one my gramma Brown she is a saint (chorus)Early in the morn/ before I wash my faceThe bed isstill warmbut there`san empty space Earlyin themornin/ before I wash my facea hundred thousand miles is a lonely place

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100,000 Miles

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