Outlandish - In Good Hands lyrics

Waqas Trials and tribulations Nomatter what happens Allways remember In the end we all in good hands Regardless Im talking bout years Fullgrown tears Loosing ur self in the spotlight and fears Young and restless he dont care Doesnt listen to the fam But with his peers he all ears Walking from one shaking floor to another He out the window Suddenly The wind blows His face shows For a second hesitation Then of he go Chorus Yesterday is gone and its tale has been told Today new seeds are growing to be old Like flowin.. water, why oh why oh why oh why oh why Do fathers have to cry though in good hands we know we are? Oh why? Good good hands Dont you know my friend Good good hads We just leave each day behind Free from sadness, free of strife Good good hands Walking from one shaking floor to another Brother, It´s your own son Tossed up, unsecure still thrilled Hanging there for a second .. time ain't healing everything I .. watch the sky - hold ya breath .. looking down .. ain't no stress Thinking whut kept me from thanking the Most High This world n the next Grabbin my first child... Isam Yesterday is gone and its tale has been told Today new seeds are growing to be old Like flowin.. water, why oh why oh why oh why oh why Do fathers have to cry though in good hands we know we are? Oh why? Isam Believe me, it ain't really worth it We all do mistakes man Ain't nobody perfect Remember u in my du´a, down goes my forehead Everytime I swear I luv u like my own fam.. Don´t let them get to ya It´s just a phase u going through Screamin.. out on the top of your lungs, ain't nuttin shameful Whatever happens, man, happens for a reason, man The hardest war to win is against ya self Not your own fam.. Lenny Un momentico Contestame, temes a vivir? No puede ser, manten la fe Respira bien profundo Te conosco eres fuerte y cada brisa lleva rumbo Se que la tormenta sopla en contra tuya Paciencia No dejes que la lluvia mate tu inocencia Ven a mi y llora aqui en mi hombro Chorus Free from sadness, free of strife Free of pain, gotta free my mind Forget your figuring, forget yourself Listen to the brain of ya heart my friend (x2)