4th Floor Lyrics
- Genre:Reggae
- Year of Release:2016
Lyrics
I got nothing to spare and
I got no reason to care
And all this time I've just been Hiding from you
I got nowhere to go and
I got nothing to know
And all this time I've just been Running from you
Now you're always on the run
You never got no time for fun
What's this ole poor boy to do
Feeling all dazed and confused
I got nothing to spare and
I got no reason to care
And all this time I've just been Running from you
I got nowhere to go and
I got nothing to know
And all this time I've just been Running from you
Now you're always on the run
You never got no time for fun
What's this ole poor boy to do
Feeling all dazed and confused
Lost in translation
Feeling wasted
Where did my head go
Bad tribulations
Losing patience
Where did my head go
They'll sell it for a penny
They'll sell it for a dime
They'll sell your revolution
Until the end of time
They'll sell it for a penny
They'll sell it for a dime
They'll sell your revolution
Until the end of time
They're eating up a prophet They're feeding us a lie
Will they ever stop it
Will they even try
They're eating up a prophet
They're feeding us a lie
Will they ever stop it
Will they even try
Now you're always on the run
You never got no time for fun
What's this ole poor boy to do
Feeling all dazed and confused
I got nothing to spare and
I got no reason to care
And all this time I've just been Hiding from you
Got nothing to know and
I got nowhere to go
And all this time I've just been Running from you
Now you're always on the run
You never got no time for fun
What's this ole poor boy to do
Feeling all dazed and confused
Lost in translation
Feeling wasted
Where did my head go
Bad tribulations
Losing patience
Where did my head go
They'll sell it for a penny
They'll sell it for a dime
They'll sell your revolution
Until the end of time
They'll sell it for a penny
They'll sell it for a dime
They'll sell your revolution
Until the end of time
They're eating up a prophet They're feeding us a lie
Will they ever stop it
Will they even try
They're eating up a prophet
They're feeding us a lie
Will they ever stop it
Will they even try
Now you're always on the run
You never got no time for fun
What's this ole poor boy to do
Feeling all dazed and confused