Livingston
Voices and people in highways
I hear a song in the darkest sounds
Trapped on the radio I play every time that I'm going down
And they're saying, "Oh, my Lord
Tell me, boy, what have you done?"
They ask me what I'm waiting for
The night has only just begun
Oh, when you turned your back on me
I made that my history
The more I learn, the less I bleed
'Til the lights go out, I'll see
I wanna go, I wanna go high
Where the stars are as close as the sky
'Til the lights go out on me
'Til I write my symphony
Dark is a light when I'm sideways
I took thе knives and I made my crown
They said keep it for thе radio for times sake
I'm so proud of breaking it down
And they're saying, "Oh, my Lord
Tell me, boy, what have you done?"
They ask me what I'm waiting for
The night has only just begun
Oh, when you turned your back on me
I made that my history
The more I learn, the less I bleed
'Til the lights go out, I'll see
I wanna go, I wanna go high
Where the stars are as close as the sky
'Til the lights go out on me
'Til I write my symphony
I wanna go, I wanna go high
I wanna go, I wanna go high
'Til the lights go out on me
'Til I write my symphony
I took all your judgement, look at what I made
I made music from the silence, I made symphonies from pain
Since a child, I was born for this, ain't nothing you could say
This for all my generation, from the one they cast away, ayy
I took all your judgement, look at what I made
I made music from the silence, I made symphonies from pain
Since a child, I was born for this, ain't nothing you could say
This for all my generation, from the one they cast away
Oh, when you turned your back on me
I made that my history
The more I learn, the less I bleed
'Til the lights go out, I'll see
I wanna go, I wanna go high
Where the stars are as close as the sky
'Til the lights go out on me
'Til I write my symphony
I wanna—, I wanna—, I wanna—
I wanna—, I wanna—
I wanna—, I wanna go, I wanna go high