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Alley Way Video (MV)




Performed By: Dwisenhower
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Brandon Taylor




Dwisenhower - Alley Way Lyrics
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Just another day
Waking up in the alley way
Folding up the tarp
Another bum gave me when the raining start
And it's cold
And it's dark
But the random dude
He showed me had heart
Unlike the most of em
They assume that I'm broke as f*ck
And it's true I could probably use a buck
But I've had few and they left me stuck
It's not the dope
It's hope
What keeps me here is a lack of that
Living in a hopeless habitat
Backpack, flipped over Coca-Cola cap
Can't afford a pack so I'm digging in the ash
Got chased off the boulevard m heading south on the ave
The public don't care as long as were hidden away
The children might stare till the parents tell em we are okay
They say that freedom ain't free
Well i hope they at least accept EBT
Meeting at library but I don't have a card
Or down by the bus station but we don't ever travel far
Downtown grocery cart
Only public restrooms are at hotel or the bar
Hotels where the police are
And the local bars know who we are
Or what we are
The junky with the holy arm
Smelling funky rollin' in a stolen car
Cobblestone vibe and the crevices are full of shards
Tears flood our minutes
Like Venice got pulled apart
Were demented but that goes unmentioned
Valdemar
I keep saying we but its me myself and I
We teach each other selfish lies
We the only the ones who felt the time
Slide past
In a sly jab
We back at to bags
From the wine glass
So many fiends
The streets
Covered in rigs Like tumbleweeds
And when it's dry or late
We migrate
Our mind state
Sways with the crime rate
I wanna take
And take more
See it in my face
My fates is the same as yours
This place pours waste into my pours
Or directly in vein
With all due respect we are sane
Among the insane
I guess it's relative
So I won't dwell on this
But where the hell is this kid?
He ripped me off or got popped
Can't tell what the difference is
Either way I'm f*cking pissed at him
Oh shit here he is
Halfway delirious
Hit me with heavy pinch
I would throw a fit
But I'm dope sick
First i need to go
And get my fix
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Just another day
Waking up in the alley way
Folding up the tarp
Another bum gave me when the raining start
And it's cold
And it's dark
But the random dude
He showed me had heart
Unlike the most of em
They assume that I'm broke as f*ck
And it's true I could probably use a buck
But I've had few and they left me stuck
It's not the dope
It's hope
What keeps me here is a lack of that
Living in a hopeless habitat
Backpack, flipped over Coca-Cola cap
Can't afford a pack so I'm digging in the ash
Got chased off the boulevard m heading south on the ave
The public don't care as long as were hidden away
The children might stare till the parents tell em we are okay
They say that freedom ain't free
Well i hope they at least accept EBT
Meeting at library but I don't have a card
Or down by the bus station but we don't ever travel far
Downtown grocery cart
Only public restrooms are at hotel or the bar
Hotels where the police are
And the local bars know who we are
Or what we are
The junky with the holy arm
Smelling funky rollin' in a stolen car
Cobblestone vibe and the crevices are full of shards
Tears flood our minutes
Like Venice got pulled apart
Were demented but that goes unmentioned
Valdemar
I keep saying we but its me myself and I
We teach each other selfish lies
We the only the ones who felt the time
Slide past
In a sly jab
We back at to bags
From the wine glass
So many fiends
The streets
Covered in rigs Like tumbleweeds
And when it's dry or late
We migrate
Our mind state
Sways with the crime rate
I wanna take
And take more
See it in my face
My fates is the same as yours
This place pours waste into my pours
Or directly in vein
With all due respect we are sane
Among the insane
I guess it's relative
So I won't dwell on this
But where the hell is this kid?
He ripped me off or got popped
Can't tell what the difference is
Either way I'm f*cking pissed at him
Oh shit here he is
Halfway delirious
Hit me with heavy pinch
I would throw a fit
But I'm dope sick
First i need to go
And get my fix
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Writer: Brandon Taylor
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