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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Hackett
Kevin Hackett
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Hackett
Kevin Hackett
Composer
Kaleb Mitchell
Kaleb Mitchell
Composer
Aklesso
Aklesso
Composer
350
350
Composer
Jae Houston
Jae Houston
Songwriter
David Dreyer
David Dreyer
Songwriter
boy march
boy march
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Hackett
Kevin Hackett
Producer
David Dreyer
David Dreyer
Producer
Audrey Dawson
Audrey Dawson
Producer
Levi Hinson
Levi Hinson
Producer
Jake Laiks
Jake Laiks
Producer
Aaron Marcus Fung
Aaron Marcus Fung
Mixing Engineer
blankwav
blankwav
Producer

Lyrics

Do you remember?
Do you remember what happened?
Still tryna find my way
Tell 'em all they don't have to believe, oh
I need an escape
I'm gonna make something outta my dreams
One day, one day I'll find my way
One day, one day I'll find my way
One day, one day I'll find my way
One day, one day I'll find my way
One day, one day I'll find
Fell down, learned how to swim
Didn't drown and I'm still here
Now I know I'm on my way back home
So I follow where the light is
Still lost but I found me
In the pages of blue ink
Now I know I'm on my way back home
So I follow where the light is
Yeah, he took two shots to the head
Take another shot for me, now he dead
He wanna roll some trees and get X
Wanna be a thug on YSL
Now he homesick in a cell
This ain't Pulp Fiction, this real
Judge said twenty plus with no bail
Now he twenty-one in a hell
Okay, why you, why you, why you, why you runnin'?
Can't outrun your pain?
Why is it always easier for us folks to always shift the blame?
Used to blame my pops for walkin' out for all my stupid games
But now I see the only one to blame is me, am I too late? Yeah
And I still ain't found it, but I been on my way, yeah
I fell on my back while sippin' that purple rain, yeah
Happiness contingent on my search for fame
Little did I get, I couldn't slip if I just ran away, way
When the pressure comin' in
Let it go and I make diamonds, bussdown wrist look designer
Follow the light it keep me shinin'
Far from my life I'm stackin' bodies
Bringin' the knife, it's no karate
Bleed me dry, see the scars up on my body
'Til I drop, then I leave 'em all a message
They say that Houston got a problem
Tell me what, 'cause I got many
Lost my sense inside the bottle
Now I'm searchin' for a penny for your thoughts
Felt a lil too many thoughts, at the end I guess I'm lost
Blame it on the pain that you might feel
Maybe you're runnin' nowhere
All in your page in the night, you're spilling ink somewhere
I wonder where the light goes whenever our eyes close in the night
Blame it on the pain that you might feel
Maybe you're runnin' nowhere
Your light
Where do I find the garden on the way
I tried all my life to follow where your heart is safe
Inside I'm alive, I am all that you forgive
Runnin' home, runnin' home, runnin'
And my past self that's a photograph to me (Photograph to me)
Wonder who am I? What I'll ever be?
Fell right out the sky, I'm a casualty
And my past self that's a photograph to me
And my past self that's a photograph, photograph, photograph
Wonder who am I? What I'll ever be?
Fell right out the sky, I'm a casualty
Runnin' through the night with a pair of wings
Pair of wings, pair of wings, it was harrowing, pair of wings
Runnin' through the night with it
Runnin' through the night with it
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
I was runnin' through the night with it
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
I was runnin' through the night with it
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
I was runnin' through the night with it
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can, woo
Night with it
Pain when the light falls
Maybe you're running nowhere
I'll find-nd
You remember
Pain when the light falls
Maybe you're running nowhere
Maybe I'll
Maybe I'll
Fly high
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
Run away, run away, go and catch me if you can
Written by: 350, Aklesso, Jae Houston, Kaleb Mitchell, Kevin Hackett, boy march
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