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Al Staples - Letters Lyrics



Al Staples - Letters Lyrics




Ive rewritten the writing that we had set in stone
Threw the chisel away, buried all of my rage
But too late to bury the daydreams set in reality of you and me
One look is all it takes to make you think whatever reasons to start again
It was 'this' and 'another' you go and cry to your mother, fill all this hate in your father, feels like I'm dying a martyr
And I can try to forget you with no luck
Pretending I don't give a f*ck
Can't thank you and your family enough
Only a teen making ends meet. Barely two socks on his feet
Despite it going down, I loved you all
Swore it was a dream- a trauma bond in between
If I could take it back, I would in a heartbeat
Now the truth is lying here in the backstreets
And I can't say enough to make it right
Love dies faster when it comes to light
Now I say goodbye
But did you look behind?

If today was the day, I'd make peace with my mistakes
Try to reevaluate the choices I made
Then who's to blame if I go insane
Someone tell me if its me or my mind again


If this isnt closure then I don't know what is
Its kinda confusing the way you wanna look at this
I can try to change your mind
But the way won't end up mine
I guess we'll see through this end
Not halfway across the line
I blocked every road back to the life we had
I'll say what I need to so you don't look back
Cause' you Couldn't take the ebb
You only wanted to flow
You wanna make amends at the same time that you go
But dont take credit for choices I made
You think that you escaped; I just pushed you away
I couldnt breathe for a moment but now I'm okay
So here it goes, I'll tell you everything
The one to hurt wasn't only you
I lost a lover and best friend too
I don't hate you the way you think that I do
I just hate the shit you say like I hadn't been there to make you okay in your darkest days and nights
Our fights weren't all the things you made up in your mind
I tried. I did
I'm tired of all the drains you fill
I do LY but now its goodbye
All because you took my f*cking wish away
And it'll stay that way, yeah we'll celebrate it
Like non-celibates on our birthday, f*cking and crying and drinking till it dissipates
No signs foretold it, despite despising all my feelings about you, I miss you, and I hope you're well- making your dreams come true
And that's my final letter to you

If today was the day, I'd make peace with my mistakes
Try to reevaluate the choices I made
Then who's to blame if I go insane
Someone tell me if its me or my mind again

Ive probably thought about it over a thousand times
Is today the day I take satan's wage?
Try to make a killing or run away?
I find it difficult- these choices I contemplate don't end with greatness
The bottom barrel stuff don't make me happy
Id stand before god with list of regrets praying forgive me, but would he listen?
I wish I was the kid that I was once
I wish I didn't wish to grow up so fast and be young and have fun
I wish my innocence was still intact before sex paved my emotional misdirection
I wish I didn't hurt the ones I loved
I wish I held them close instead of wishing them luck and being the villain I'd been
I wish to rewind the clock and relive the times a whooping was all I was ever scared of
Cause' now I worry about Relationships and Heartbreaks or Whatever; cynical hearts but apparently they know what they want
The sad truth is, I mend the wounds with old brew, meaningless fornication and television
And write away the dissonance in an instant. Persistent distance in living; only exist to extinct
Then I'll extinct to exist in the consciousness of my listeners
Soon enough I'll be starring at the black of the mirror
No horror could ever block this mental road that I'm on
Cept' the idea that I won't impact the world with my songs
I think I'm doing it wrong, know I'm supposed to be happy with whats been given to me and the skills I chose to take on
"Try not to strive for more"
I'll take Euphoria and Distaste or Something Like That and turn it to 4 chords in a bar
I got nothing but pride, to tell my children stories how it took a 15 year old mother to raise hell with two dimes; Id tell em,
"Pick yourself up from the grime, no such thing as 'oppression' if you choose to fight for your life. You need one skill, one love, one strife- then you live it like a bird that's been told not to fly"
Until that day comes, I'll hit this path straight on and accept everything that's happened, I don't mean to be dramatic
A cancer with 6 strings, this tends to be habit, an un-relatable formulated tragic
So please excuse this rant; a non-formal letter to me. Now its time to say goodbye and let this be
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Ive rewritten the writing that we had set in stone
Threw the chisel away, buried all of my rage
But too late to bury the daydreams set in reality of you and me
One look is all it takes to make you think whatever reasons to start again
It was 'this' and 'another' you go and cry to your mother, fill all this hate in your father, feels like I'm dying a martyr
And I can try to forget you with no luck
Pretending I don't give a f*ck
Can't thank you and your family enough
Only a teen making ends meet. Barely two socks on his feet
Despite it going down, I loved you all
Swore it was a dream- a trauma bond in between
If I could take it back, I would in a heartbeat
Now the truth is lying here in the backstreets
And I can't say enough to make it right
Love dies faster when it comes to light
Now I say goodbye
But did you look behind?

If today was the day, I'd make peace with my mistakes
Try to reevaluate the choices I made
Then who's to blame if I go insane
Someone tell me if its me or my mind again


If this isnt closure then I don't know what is
Its kinda confusing the way you wanna look at this
I can try to change your mind
But the way won't end up mine
I guess we'll see through this end
Not halfway across the line
I blocked every road back to the life we had
I'll say what I need to so you don't look back
Cause' you Couldn't take the ebb
You only wanted to flow
You wanna make amends at the same time that you go
But dont take credit for choices I made
You think that you escaped; I just pushed you away
I couldnt breathe for a moment but now I'm okay
So here it goes, I'll tell you everything
The one to hurt wasn't only you
I lost a lover and best friend too
I don't hate you the way you think that I do
I just hate the shit you say like I hadn't been there to make you okay in your darkest days and nights
Our fights weren't all the things you made up in your mind
I tried. I did
I'm tired of all the drains you fill
I do LY but now its goodbye
All because you took my f*cking wish away
And it'll stay that way, yeah we'll celebrate it
Like non-celibates on our birthday, f*cking and crying and drinking till it dissipates
No signs foretold it, despite despising all my feelings about you, I miss you, and I hope you're well- making your dreams come true
And that's my final letter to you

If today was the day, I'd make peace with my mistakes
Try to reevaluate the choices I made
Then who's to blame if I go insane
Someone tell me if its me or my mind again

Ive probably thought about it over a thousand times
Is today the day I take satan's wage?
Try to make a killing or run away?
I find it difficult- these choices I contemplate don't end with greatness
The bottom barrel stuff don't make me happy
Id stand before god with list of regrets praying forgive me, but would he listen?
I wish I was the kid that I was once
I wish I didn't wish to grow up so fast and be young and have fun
I wish my innocence was still intact before sex paved my emotional misdirection
I wish I didn't hurt the ones I loved
I wish I held them close instead of wishing them luck and being the villain I'd been
I wish to rewind the clock and relive the times a whooping was all I was ever scared of
Cause' now I worry about Relationships and Heartbreaks or Whatever; cynical hearts but apparently they know what they want
The sad truth is, I mend the wounds with old brew, meaningless fornication and television
And write away the dissonance in an instant. Persistent distance in living; only exist to extinct
Then I'll extinct to exist in the consciousness of my listeners
Soon enough I'll be starring at the black of the mirror
No horror could ever block this mental road that I'm on
Cept' the idea that I won't impact the world with my songs
I think I'm doing it wrong, know I'm supposed to be happy with whats been given to me and the skills I chose to take on
"Try not to strive for more"
I'll take Euphoria and Distaste or Something Like That and turn it to 4 chords in a bar
I got nothing but pride, to tell my children stories how it took a 15 year old mother to raise hell with two dimes; Id tell em,
"Pick yourself up from the grime, no such thing as 'oppression' if you choose to fight for your life. You need one skill, one love, one strife- then you live it like a bird that's been told not to fly"
Until that day comes, I'll hit this path straight on and accept everything that's happened, I don't mean to be dramatic
A cancer with 6 strings, this tends to be habit, an un-relatable formulated tragic
So please excuse this rant; a non-formal letter to me. Now its time to say goodbye and let this be
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Writer: Alonso Valdivia
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Performed By: Al Staples
Language: English
Length: 5:21
Written by: Alonso Valdivia

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