Song | All the Roads |
Artist | Pigeon John |
Album | Encino Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
But in the morning when the sun’s up, | |
She gonna wanna know what’s real. | |
See, I’ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
I come around and wake up slowly, | |
I already know the deal, what’s real! | |
Hook: | |
I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don’t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don’t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I’ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
I run away and see the same face, | |
I know that my fate is sealed. | |
She said, I wanna know the truth, if I’m the only one! | |
I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
But every seed I plant on me, | |
Is gonna reap an empty field | |
What’s real! | |
Hook: | |
I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don’t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don’t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you, | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing to something new. | |
It don’t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don’t matter where your face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. (x3) |
All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
But in the morning when the sun' s up, | |
She gonna wanna know what' s real. | |
See, I' ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
I come around and wake up slowly, | |
I already know the deal, what' s real! | |
Hook: | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
I run away and see the same face, | |
I know that my fate is sealed. | |
She said, I wanna know the truth, if I' m the only one! | |
I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
But every seed I plant on me, | |
Is gonna reap an empty field | |
What' s real! | |
Hook: | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you, | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing to something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where your face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. x3 |
All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
But in the morning when the sun' s up, | |
She gonna wanna know what' s real. | |
See, I' ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
I come around and wake up slowly, | |
I already know the deal, what' s real! | |
Hook: | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
I run away and see the same face, | |
I know that my fate is sealed. | |
She said, I wanna know the truth, if I' m the only one! | |
I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
But every seed I plant on me, | |
Is gonna reap an empty field | |
What' s real! | |
Hook: | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing towards something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you, | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I keep on going back | |
Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
Racing to something new. | |
It don' t matter where you face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. | |
I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
Stood on his shoulders too. | |
It don' t matter where your face it, | |
All the roads lead back to you. x3 |