Irie X - Broken Bread lyrics

BROKEN BREAD CHORUS: [Sloane Amelia] Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars? Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars? Verse 1 [Sugg Savage] I am half prophet with thoughts abstract Black on black, Sipping on yack Back to back with facts, feeling detached Slouching my back too, see me satchel? Provided in 1991 Back when my antics were looked over He'd lash and I'd be sober I grew older colder Covert emote can't control her Outletting in musical ways Back in youthful days, punk rock saved, and metal I played Fake tats and drawings of burning and Lucifer And then the brows were raised Caught in the haze of am I normal Then the swagger changed And then the anger came Growing pains all up in my fingertips Played it til I could feel that sh** Bleeding scabbing and peeling it Think I don't know pain? I was promised we've been married since Songs of resentment But in my recent I've been just thriving just to reach them Souls who can relate to my speakings, refuge seeking Breaking and bending just to feed them But I ain't eating low on the food chain Tryna make some dam change CHORUS: [Sloane Amelia] Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars? Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars? Verse 2: [Sugg Savage + Sloane Amelia] Miseducation gone be the d**h of these celebrities Brain freezes, forgetting the reasons they came for And giving less f**s to get paid more And then crave more (more, more, more, more) Just to feel useful Just a little we try, and do the right thing But just to make it Just a little we fall and do the wrong thing Just to feel useful Just a little we try, and do the right thing CHORUS: [Sloane Amelia] Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars? Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars? Verse 3 [Sloane Amelia] Never the less, always the more Keep on giving it these pivotal moments we have in store All depicting a future we can't afford, to avoid Filling a void in our hearts in our arts We depart from our senses to bring forth relentless Devotion to creation, emancipation from an apathetic nation We don't dispel in moderation, that's large doses The choices we are making, are shaping the young voices Deny not our notions of motions to succeed For us to create is to live eat and breathe Our existence, our fitness Recharged with each verse, and each chord, and each stroke And each soul that we touch with our verb Don't need to be seen, we long to be heard Stomachs are empty But our hearts our full We've got plenty Of what you're looking for Who knows where the stars will land (3)