If you leave this time
I feel that you’ll be gone for good
So I hold on like leaves and fall to what is left
Said her father left her young and
He said he’ll be back with that same
Song that you just said you’ll stay forever with
It seems that all the autumn leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the only reason for it
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
It’s safe to say you’re the only reason for it
I’ve been bleeding in your silence
I feel safer in your violence
I hold on like leaves and fall to what is left
Before I sleep I talk to God
He must be mad with me, it’s coming
I’m confused who’ll I’ll spend my forever with
It seems that all the autumn leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the only reason for it
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
So the iceberg never broke
And I poked at it and I poked at it and I poked at it
And I poke and I poke and I poked at it
But it stayed stagnant then I poked at it some more, some more
And in my notepad, man I wrote and I wrote
If I don’t have it, if I don’t grab it
If it don’t chip then a toe tag is, one last
I’mma hope, I’mma hope so the iceberg don’t float
If I do manage to do damage to you damn it
It’d be grand, it’s ten grammies or my granite still standing
With a note, a note that read ”granted, don’t you panic
When you make mistakes the most, the most
One day it’ll make you grow, you grow
When you outlandish and you lose manners
To God you shall consult, consult
When the bright cameras are still cramming
In your face and it provoke, provoke
You to act manic, just stay planted
Cause you reapin’ what you sowed
Keep positivity in your heart and
Keep a noose from ’round your throat and
When you get mad and when you poke at it
When you poke it at just know, man
The iceberg is a reflection of you when you re-new your vision
Just think if it had sunk Titanic,
What the fuck would you do to a critic, my nigga?
Yeah, yeah, tell me, when doves cry do you hear them love?
Do you hear them love? Do you hear them?
And if my ship go down tell me who will abort?
And they won’t let me live even when we mustard the gift
When it gonna rejoice and forgive, tell me how I stay positive
When they never see good in me
Even though I got hood in me
Don’t mean he won’t redeem me, Lord
It seems that all the autumn leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the only reason for it
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
(Right lyrics, wrong youtube link :D)
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Autumn Leaves
Chris Brown
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