David Berkeley - Bushwick

Twelve years old, by now you see that the world was meant for me and not for
you grow so fast, you grow so bitterly. Soon you're not who you need to be
who you'll be, you notice that the signs are contradicting all the time.

Chorus: Why does it look better in black and white? I disagree. So try me. Be bigger this time.

There's a rule on Bushwick Drive, that you keep your eyes cast down on your own lives
go on like that I guess, but in the end there's more that you should really get
off the bus, get off the subway car find out where you really are.

So, it's fame that clipped your wing. How did that go on? So, the rain can't make you sing.
How did that go on? So you've let them fence you in. How did that go on?

Written by:
DAVID FRIEDLAND

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