CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Take Me Away
C-mob, aka the angel-less angel
Life can be had
(x2)
Lord could you take me away take me from all of this pain
The sun don't shine where I'm from
All we get here is just rain
In the wicked place we have grown
Everything we've got on our own
Some say we're living in hell but our whole life it's been home
Living in a hellhole, life full of pain
Is a headache life a knife to the brain
Tatterеd dealing with all the strife and thе strain
And making all these sacrifices in vain
Lord could you shed some light my way
I don't wanna lose my life today
Every time I try to do right I stray to another fight so every night I pray
Take me away from the madness
Drama and all of the sadness
I'm caught up in the cruel world
I don't really wanna do good
Man I gotta do bad sh*t
Do what I gotta do to make my bread
Sick of dealing with all the fakes instead
I'm living life without a care I gotta watch out
Cause I heard they wanna decapitate my head
A needle full of hate is stuck in their veins
So close to hell that I'm touching the flames
No opportunity in the community so everybody here is f**king the game
Make me immune to the death and disease
Feel too much pain in my chest when I breath
Maybe murder is the best remedy
For me to walk around with less enemies
Life can be had
(x2)
Lord could you take me away take me from all of this pain
The sun don't shine where I'm from
All we get here is just rain
In the wicked place we have grown
Everything we've got on our own
Some say we're living in hell but our whole life it's been home
Living in a hellhole, life full of pain
Is a headache life a knife to the brain
Tatterеd dealing with all the strife and thе strain
And making all these sacrifices in vain
Lord could you shed some light my way
I don't wanna lose my life today
Every time I try to do right I stray to another fight so every night I pray
Take me away from the madness
Drama and all of the sadness
I'm caught up in the cruel world
I don't really wanna do good
Man I gotta do bad sh*t
Do what I gotta do to make my bread
Sick of dealing with all the fakes instead
I'm living life without a care I gotta watch out
Cause I heard they wanna decapitate my head
A needle full of hate is stuck in their veins
So close to hell that I'm touching the flames
No opportunity in the community so everybody here is f**king the game
Make me immune to the death and disease
Feel too much pain in my chest when I breath
Maybe murder is the best remedy
For me to walk around with less enemies
