Million Dreams Songtext
von AllttA

Ain′t got the world but you got those hands
Those hands, that head, those legs
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I had about a million dreams I could have followed
Deep in my sleepy hollow see me without my head in the game
I need tomorrow and me without a step for today
It seems to borrow from a team who still ain't got a play to bring the ball
Down the field eh what can I say, might need to grow some
And hold em like my Pop′s did when learning to ski
He got dropped by the cockpit high over the Artic
Flying with armpits in minus 30 degrees
And while I'm whining like an artist yo he's turning to me


Hold your balls, go with God, and quit worrying me
Hold your balls, go with God, and quit worrying me
Cus we all gotta a clock we gotta hurry to beat
And that was my motto to follow when I was in Colorado
Got to many playing lotto′s models faking bravados
Swallowing bottles baking they sorrows making them hollow
And mono a mono way to coddled to brave tomorrow
Ain′t got the world but you got those hands
Ain't got a car but you got those legs
And got a crown but you got that head
Those hands, that head, those legs
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