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Text: Sev. All These Dreams. Front Of The Line.


Give into me, don't fight it just breathe
And exhale through these memories
of life for all to see
So you can believe what I give can deceive
I play the part that's what you came here to see
But no matter how far you go, or how hard you try
No one denies looking in these eyes
Your never knowing of the penalties that pay back
So keep reading my books, they're called tracks

Back no one can hold me down, hold me down
To the Front of the line that's where I bring it this
TIME To the Front of the line

Well have you read the headlines today
I'm all alone sleeping in the sea of dismay
With so much to say on what's real & what's fake
To walk down the street and make the same mistake
But I'm eating my cake & I just need a break
I got this weight on my shoulders
not much more I can take YEAH
I said I was new on the scene,
but yo what the fuck does that MEAN

That's right, I'm back no one can hold me down,
hold me down
To the Front of the line that's where I bring it this
TIME To the Front of the line

What we'll be, we'll be
Anyone can tell

That's right, I'm back no one can hold me down,
hold me down
To the Front of the line that's where I bring it this
TIME To the Front of the line

You can believe what we give can deceive you see
We play the part to the front of the line