Hawksley Workman - Some People

some people still see what's real and|some people are lost in fear and|some people remember family and|some people go out alone and||some people don't ask no questions and|some people will think what's dangerous and|some people see the world as friendly|some people see the world as strangers||some people believe an answer |will come to save us from ourselves and|some people think hope's outdated|expect the world to go to hell||and you|you're coming to me|with your arms wide and your true heart|and you|you see the beauty in things|as they break down and come apart||some people live life in anger and|some people keep their doors locked and|some people contain their heartache and|some people one day melt down and||some people will act outrageous |if they think you want to take what's rightfully theirs and|some people think they're born entitled and|some people hope you're running scared and||some people won't have the strength to conquer |the fear that's being shoved down our throats|and some people will simply crumble|in the face of what's to come||and you|you're coming to me|with your arms wide and your true heart|and you|you see the beauty in things|as they break down and fall apart|and you|you're like the flowers that grow|from the cracks in the pavement|and you|you know how dark I can be|but you still come to save me||and you|you're coming to me|with your arms wide and your true heart|and you|you see the beauty in things|as they break down and fall apart|and you|you're like the flowers that grow|from the cracks in the pavement|and you|you know how dark I can be|but you still come to save me, yeah

Written by:
RYAN MATTHEW CORRIGAN, MARTIN DANIEL MCKINNEY, Shadrach Paul Kabango, Martin "Doc" McKinney, Hawksley Workman

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Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment, Peermusic Publishing

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