This life surrounds you
The guns are loaded
This a kind of tension
Hard not to notice
Right
Do what your told
Gotta keep your eyes
Wide on this long narrow road
A little bit too high A little bit too low
Get a little bit out of line
My baby won't make it home
Poor kid they caught him
Without his license
That ain't why they shot him
They say he was fighting
So
That's what we were told
But we all know
That ain't how the story goes
High!
Little bit too high
A little bit too bold
A little bit out of line
Now baby wont make it home
Life surrounds you
Hard not to notice
Pay attention
To the path before us
A little bit too high
A little bit too low
Little bit out of line
My baby won't make it home
You feel surrounded
Maybe you're confused
Maybe you're confounded
What is there to do
Little bit from you
And a little bit from me
Simple as it gets
We set each other free
The guns are loaded
This a kind of tension
Hard not to notice
Right
Do what your told
Gotta keep your eyes
Wide on this long narrow road
A little bit too high A little bit too low
Get a little bit out of line
My baby won't make it home
Poor kid they caught him
Without his license
That ain't why they shot him
They say he was fighting
So
That's what we were told
But we all know
That ain't how the story goes
High!
Little bit too high
A little bit too bold
A little bit out of line
Now baby wont make it home
Life surrounds you
Hard not to notice
Pay attention
To the path before us
A little bit too high
A little bit too low
Little bit out of line
My baby won't make it home
You feel surrounded
Maybe you're confused
Maybe you're confounded
What is there to do
Little bit from you
And a little bit from me
Simple as it gets
We set each other free
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