Mars Ill - 2 Steps lyrics

[Verse 1] He sits in the barrel's bottom Apple rotten, roach infested alley Starting fights with every Harry, Dick and Tom with broken snapple bottle Gladly crawling back to underneath his rock and Roll the dice with prostitutes and thieves Who smoke his filtered brand of breath of life He left his wife for every night She kept him from these glamorous rights Of pa**age now each bite he takes just keeps him famished Damaged seasons turn the leaves black And the winter burns the skyline Time and time again, talked to God And asked the sun to shine again But see, he wants a quick response Right now, he's used to fast food Doesn't realize the chick with the tattoos Will fit the gla** shoes Now it's a minute after midnight and his riches back to rags Back masking records on his phonograph as he holds his flask Yelling "you don't know the half!", track mind that got distracted And when he punched you in the face, perhaps he just over-reacted Blast the music, let him lose himself in each and very measure He just wants it to get better He just wants it to get better [Hook] It's just another hustle It's just another lonely night Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life It's just a harsh reality that nothing comes for free He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be It's just another hustle It's just another lonely night Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life It's just a slap in the face to let him know nothing's for free He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be [Verse 2] She stands on the platform, glances at the headlines and wait's for the train Just for fun she looks at strangers tries to match each face with a name Hears a bum placing the blame on the government so she laughs To herself, looks to the gla**, and watches the city fly past It's been a long week, maybe tonight she'll meet Mr. "What's the difference?" At some local social breeding ground, there's no need to get needy now Sees these clowns and imagines the dimensions of her companion Tonight could be Mr. right, could just be that last man standing She's got "independent woman" tattooed in bold across her shoulders The sole controller, but she still likes someone to hold her She sees the bottom of the gla** now, drinks too much and blacks out Wouldn't surprise her too much to wake up inside of a crackhouse Packs two in a bed with a stranger, pack of cigarettes and a lighter Just before she matches a name with his face as he lies beside her Burns a cancer stick or two before she gathers her things together Yeah, she wishes it was better [Hook] It's just another couple weekends Just another couple bars Just a notch upon a bedpost, just a wish upon a star Just another couple heartbreaks till she finds just what she needs She's just another couple steps from where she needs to be [2x] [Verse 3] He steps right through that door Drops his bags and his heart on the floor He embraces her embrace till she can't take it anymore Puts his faith in her face waits to exhale that first kiss Pale from the wishes he'd get back for all the memories that he missed The blistering pace that moves him cross the globe to God knows wherever Never knew he'd have the daisy-chain those loose ends back together Never knew love like this, never knew sacrifice before It's his first chance to pa** his life out at your local record store Holds his lifetime in his arms then he kisses her goodnight Wipes the dreams from his daughters face to let her know that she's all right On his flight, grips tattered edges of a picture framed in fingerprints A single glimpse of innocence, and a 60 second phone call seems infinite All said and done wrong, gone in an instant For the man with physical form who's heart beats with the speed of an infant Typical storm weather with an aftertaste, adrenaline letdown After the show, 3 hours of sleep, see how far that we can get now Get down to business, get the crowd hyped, get the party started Get back home to his wife and show these people where his heart is He pities the heartless, the man who can't see each tree for the forest He masterminds the revolution while he's takin out the garbage Drops his carca** in his favorite chair and wonders if he can make it there He looks each brand new day square in the face with a vacant stare He lays it bare on the records to pull this whole world back together He just wants to make it better [Hook] It's just another couple days Just another couple shows Just another couple hundred miles on this road Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free" I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be It's just another couple days Just another couple shows Just another couple hundred thousand miles on this road Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free" I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be [4x]