CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Looking Back from the Future

Little Dominique's Nosebleed
Little Dominique's Nosebleed
Little Dominique's Nosebleed
Little Dominique's Nosebleed
Little Dominique's Nosebleed

Working down my own nights
It's time to find my piece of mind
Maybe if I hold my head back
Breathe, I see through my own eyes
Fading in the black my whole life

Yeah, uh, looking back to understand where I'm at
Moving forward through the corridor of becoming detached
Even in an avalanche of some fabricated trash
The undisputed truth always get the last laugh
That's why you see spirits that resemble shattered glass
That's why the future of the world cannot be left in fragile hands
That's why when you gifted, you don't even need to brag
Or act like better than anybody on God's green land
To be specific, name one motherf**ker that didn't start as an infant
I'll wait, no I won't
Ain't no human being existed that ever skipped it
So next time they wanna pick up their sh*t and sniff it
I hope they won't be surprised that it don't smell teriffic
Teriffic, man, my nose!
Change of the guard, the position is shifted (yeah)
And each time it does I'm in one, I can lift it