| Song | In Between Kingdoms |
| Artist | Cyne |
| Album | All My Angles Are Right |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Verse) | |
| Enlighten the way, the dawn and day | |
| Roller Coasters ova brand new graves | |
| Imagine that, paralyzed | |
| Different view, shake it fast | |
| Dim delirious and dirty glass | |
| How we see till face to face | |
| Have the taste, make it too | |
| Now you love everything I do | |
| Close ya eyes, close ya mind | |
| Let her go, shut the blinds | |
| Open the door, let me in | |
| Regret this deed, ain't a deadly sin | |
| How ya are, how ya been? | |
| I am thirty, plus the three | |
| Not the age, but feed degree | |
| Maybe not, maybe we lose it all, baby, please | |
| Walk it off, call the cops | |
| Tell 'em that the Pentecost is everyday | |
| In the grave | |
| (Hook x3) | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part | |
| (Verse) | |
| Last soldier in the regiment, | |
| Breakfast of champions | |
| Four to five lives, never had faith in | |
| Always look to others, | |
| But, dam, I was right here | |
| Right in front of yo face | |
| Fucker, I was right here | |
| Still look through me | |
| Like a black and white movie | |
| Look right through me as if you neva knew me | |
| Ghostly in appearance | |
| Acid in the spirit | |
| Love me and hate me, | |
| Who people fearin'? | |
| Truth in the sun | |
| Raise and then falls | |
| The energy of life | |
| The Ancients call it ἐνέργεια | |
| So I must be the Moon, | |
| Elephant in room | |
| Groom prick ova tryna jump ova the moon | |
| So I'm staring at the Sun | |
| As if it were a gun | |
| Put it at my face | |
| I saint man would run(?) | |
| A guilty man would plead | |
| And a tired man would laugh | |
| You betta watch out for my hellwind staff | |
| (Hook x3) | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part |
| Verse | |
| Enlighten the way, the dawn and day | |
| Roller Coasters ova brand new graves | |
| Imagine that, paralyzed | |
| Different view, shake it fast | |
| Dim delirious and dirty glass | |
| How we see till face to face | |
| Have the taste, make it too | |
| Now you love everything I do | |
| Close ya eyes, close ya mind | |
| Let her go, shut the blinds | |
| Open the door, let me in | |
| Regret this deed, ain' t a deadly sin | |
| How ya are, how ya been? | |
| I am thirty, plus the three | |
| Not the age, but feed degree | |
| Maybe not, maybe we lose it all, baby, please | |
| Walk it off, call the cops | |
| Tell ' em that the Pentecost is everyday | |
| In the grave | |
| Hook x3 | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part | |
| Verse | |
| Last soldier in the regiment, | |
| Breakfast of champions | |
| Four to five lives, never had faith in | |
| Always look to others, | |
| But, dam, I was right here | |
| Right in front of yo face | |
| Fucker, I was right here | |
| Still look through me | |
| Like a black and white movie | |
| Look right through me as if you neva knew me | |
| Ghostly in appearance | |
| Acid in the spirit | |
| Love me and hate me, | |
| Who people fearin'? | |
| Truth in the sun | |
| Raise and then falls | |
| The energy of life | |
| The Ancients call it | |
| So I must be the Moon, | |
| Elephant in room | |
| Groom prick ova tryna jump ova the moon | |
| So I' m staring at the Sun | |
| As if it were a gun | |
| Put it at my face | |
| I saint man would run? | |
| A guilty man would plead | |
| And a tired man would laugh | |
| You betta watch out for my hellwind staff | |
| Hook x3 | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part |
| Verse | |
| Enlighten the way, the dawn and day | |
| Roller Coasters ova brand new graves | |
| Imagine that, paralyzed | |
| Different view, shake it fast | |
| Dim delirious and dirty glass | |
| How we see till face to face | |
| Have the taste, make it too | |
| Now you love everything I do | |
| Close ya eyes, close ya mind | |
| Let her go, shut the blinds | |
| Open the door, let me in | |
| Regret this deed, ain' t a deadly sin | |
| How ya are, how ya been? | |
| I am thirty, plus the three | |
| Not the age, but feed degree | |
| Maybe not, maybe we lose it all, baby, please | |
| Walk it off, call the cops | |
| Tell ' em that the Pentecost is everyday | |
| In the grave | |
| Hook x3 | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part | |
| Verse | |
| Last soldier in the regiment, | |
| Breakfast of champions | |
| Four to five lives, never had faith in | |
| Always look to others, | |
| But, dam, I was right here | |
| Right in front of yo face | |
| Fucker, I was right here | |
| Still look through me | |
| Like a black and white movie | |
| Look right through me as if you neva knew me | |
| Ghostly in appearance | |
| Acid in the spirit | |
| Love me and hate me, | |
| Who people fearin'? | |
| Truth in the sun | |
| Raise and then falls | |
| The energy of life | |
| The Ancients call it | |
| So I must be the Moon, | |
| Elephant in room | |
| Groom prick ova tryna jump ova the moon | |
| So I' m staring at the Sun | |
| As if it were a gun | |
| Put it at my face | |
| I saint man would run? | |
| A guilty man would plead | |
| And a tired man would laugh | |
| You betta watch out for my hellwind staff | |
| Hook x3 | |
| Gray is all x2 | |
| If truth had a color, | |
| It would be gray | |
| After the light | |
| Before the dark | |
| Everybody needs to | |
| Understand their part |