Ed Sheeran, Yelawolf - Faces lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ed Sheeran, Yelawolf - Faces lyrics]
Faces change but this place'll stay the same
And I'll know when I'll go home
Yeah, and I'm pickin' up another bag
And I pack another knapsack
The airport's like a stop light to me
Sittin' on red, green light go
Can't see my family
My family grew into a globe
Of friends and fans or some may call 'em
And it's on the stage I stand
To jam, rock, sing
No wakin' up to stop the dream
I lived the life, signed a picture
Cause no dam could stop the stream
Or flood gates, I'm in a fucked race
And a pocket fulla culture condoms
They put you on the podium for first place
But on the block, they judge you on 'em so
Who got the South in a six pack
And a shotgun just for show?
I put the white boys back in gold teeth
Put the hood in mossy oak i'm the
Child of a deadbeat
So I gotta give the beat some life
Beat me down with criticism
But at least the critic's write
With a broken pen, there they go again
I'm a token man, I'm a rollin' gem
Like a rollin' stone, I'm closin' in
I'm goin' home, I'm home again
Bring it back up in the UK
With a Dixie flag and a sixty sack
Catfish Billy, hell, you say
I'm just bein' blunt, homie keep the grass
(Now bumper sticker that
Drop a rap and change me) you changed me
Into what I am now you made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly
Yeah, take one look better yea? Take two
But, if I take that break, as a move you made
This dude you shape, will come take you back
Back to the roots of bein'
Without a fuckin' pot to pee in
Or a spot to sleep in
Hot or cold outside, it's not the season
Cuz I am not the reason
That the image you're used to seein'
Is usually being fake
So to me the hate is meaningless
Meaning yes, I'm different differently made
And me screamin' the A
Is not the difference in grades
It's the place I stayed
Cuz the schools were underpaid
The teachers taught, but to me they fought
The star that was underway
It was under Wayne, it was in my name
Michael, MWA atha and in trouble I stayed
Breakin' out of this bubble they made
Played with the dice, but I rolled that seven
And I'll go back to heaven in a Chevrolet
Fuck the world with a tattooed hand
Committed to the words I say
A blood-line's not a family-tree
It's a needle in my skin for all to see
I ain't never got a spring-break tattoo drunk
But, I drink and take the ink
(Shirts off, you can't, you can't change me)
You changed me into what I am now
You made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly
And I'll know when I'll go home
Yeah, and I'm pickin' up another bag
And I pack another knapsack
The airport's like a stop light to me
Sittin' on red, green light go
Can't see my family
My family grew into a globe
Of friends and fans or some may call 'em
And it's on the stage I stand
To jam, rock, sing
No wakin' up to stop the dream
I lived the life, signed a picture
Cause no dam could stop the stream
Or flood gates, I'm in a fucked race
And a pocket fulla culture condoms
They put you on the podium for first place
But on the block, they judge you on 'em so
Who got the South in a six pack
And a shotgun just for show?
I put the white boys back in gold teeth
Put the hood in mossy oak i'm the
Child of a deadbeat
So I gotta give the beat some life
Beat me down with criticism
But at least the critic's write
With a broken pen, there they go again
I'm a token man, I'm a rollin' gem
Like a rollin' stone, I'm closin' in
I'm goin' home, I'm home again
Bring it back up in the UK
With a Dixie flag and a sixty sack
Catfish Billy, hell, you say
I'm just bein' blunt, homie keep the grass
(Now bumper sticker that
Drop a rap and change me) you changed me
Into what I am now you made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly
Yeah, take one look better yea? Take two
But, if I take that break, as a move you made
This dude you shape, will come take you back
Back to the roots of bein'
Without a fuckin' pot to pee in
Or a spot to sleep in
Hot or cold outside, it's not the season
Cuz I am not the reason
That the image you're used to seein'
Is usually being fake
So to me the hate is meaningless
Meaning yes, I'm different differently made
And me screamin' the A
Is not the difference in grades
It's the place I stayed
Cuz the schools were underpaid
The teachers taught, but to me they fought
The star that was underway
It was under Wayne, it was in my name
Michael, MWA atha and in trouble I stayed
Breakin' out of this bubble they made
Played with the dice, but I rolled that seven
And I'll go back to heaven in a Chevrolet
Fuck the world with a tattooed hand
Committed to the words I say
A blood-line's not a family-tree
It's a needle in my skin for all to see
I ain't never got a spring-break tattoo drunk
But, I drink and take the ink
(Shirts off, you can't, you can't change me)
You changed me into what I am now
You made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly