Bmob - Broadway Lyrics

Sometimes I drink and sometimes I pray
Sometimes I think of nothing to say
Sometimes I blink and see the whole world in a way that could only come with old age
Give it some time give me my space
Give you my side show you my face put it up front
Put it on stage but sometimes I get tied like a shoelace
Tried not to get high but it's too late
And what you doing outside it's too late
That's when my grandpa told me be careful he grew up in Harvey Illinois '28
Wit no food some nights stomach ache
Bet it took every thing not to run away
I woulda took everything and run away
Another day another dollar problems underway
No one show us how to love
But we love to hate
When was the last time you were cut a break
Tryna find the drive
Needs motivate
When I wanna slow down someone cut the brakes too fast on the highway
AC sitting in the back seat OJ
Saying back in my day we made peace
Well this is my day we don't play
Maybe this a mind game all fake
Maybe it's a Friday
I'll wait maybe it's a calm day no wake
Sorry for your loss
It'll be ok
Mom from the Bronx
Dad from Vassar I couldn't come fast enough it was a match made in pk
That was cliche if you come from here but if not then maybe you relate

Running down Broadway
Running from myself
Running from myself
Or am I running from someone else
Running from myself
Running from myself
Or am I running from someone else

Sometimes I drink to take away pain
Sometimes I think I'm right but I'm not  
Sometimes I know it inside it's just pride will take over my mistake I try hard
Wonder if I'll find a place in this world
If I'll get a job and wife and kids
Cuz I got a life to live
And a god that light the path
And it gave me oxygen
Then again I done paid the consequence
They done made a monster
I was flying down route 55 with the sirens behind thinking I don't want to say your honor
One time been in cuffs like it ain't tomorrow
Chained to a bar said it was a safety precaution
Say what
I was born with a brain disorder torture chamber anger
To change the course of music as we know of what the mainstream offer
Desperate I will take any offer
If it means I'll be taken off of the streets where the creeps
And the crazies walk and I've made this song for y'all
Maybe the day will come I'll be respected across the board
Maybe not we'll maybe can't be sure
Sometimes I don't know what they take me for maybe I'm a fool
Maybe I should've tried a little harder in school
Instead of breaking rules and always racing cars chasing girls
And spitting crazy bars it kind of made me cool but now finally
I'm taking charge David Bowie calling Major Tom
There's a war going on but we can't stay inside

Runnin down Broadway
Running from myself
Running from myself
Or am I running from someone else
Running from myself
Running from myself
Or am I running from someone else