Tom MacDonald, SNIIMA BEATS - Castles lyrics

I see you at the liquor store leaving with
The cheapest can of beer on the shelf
You ain't living on the street
But you barely making rent
And I relate because I'm struggling myself
I see you smile at the clerk
While you fumble through your purse
I just wish I had a little more to help
I imagine where you living, how you feeling
What you love and who you'll be if
You can make it out your hell
I see you at the bus stop, looking
At the sidewalk, smoking half a cigarette
Waiting for a ride
Kinda limp when you walk and look
Away when you talk, you're ashamed
I can see it in your eyes
Probably got a NASCAR shirt and
A car that you love
But you're here 'cause you're
Too afraid to drive


It's been almost ten years since
The day that you crashed
Can't forget about the little boy's life

Everybody's got a story if you
Look a little closer
You can see it in the wrinkles in their face
They can hide it in the silence, they
Can bury it and fight it
But it comes out when their
Hair is turning grey
You can feel it if you touch 'em
You can tell that they are troubled
You can hear the story
Running through their veins
We all travel different roads, and we put
On different clothes underneath it all
We're really all the same

We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones

I see you sitting on the front
Porch, playing with a radio
Looking to the sky
Probably living in that house
All alone these days
Tryna find a better way to pass time
Got a wheelchair ramp leading up to the door
I can see that you walk just fine
Probably hate it 'cause it
Isn't gettin' used anymore
And you only ever built it for your wife
Everywhere that I walk, see
You on the sidewalk
Begging for a little loose
Change for some dope
Probably got a mama and a
Papa spending everything they make
Tryna clean you up enough to take you home
Used to have a good job, used to get
Good grades, used to have big dreams
Then you lost hope
When your girlfriend died giving
Birth to your son
You're the father that he'll
Probably never know

Everybody has a tale that they're
Too afraid to tell
You can see it in the cracks in their hands
They can cover it with smiles if you
Walk a couple miles in their shoes
Then you'll know where they stand
Everyone who really lived had to
Climb out of a ditch
They were in before they found the right path
If you wanna know the truth about
What we've been going through
Then try to put your phone
Away so you can ask

We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones

We are the neighbors that you'll never meet
We are the strangers walking down your street
We are a million faces in the crowd
We are the ones the system's tearing down
We are the people working to survive
We are more than just our nine-to-fives
We are the shopping malls and streetcars
We are one
It's time to tell 'em just who we are

We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones
We've all got problems, and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones

We've all got problems and we all feel alone
We've all been haunted by the secrets we hold
We could fill our coffins with
The rocks they have thrown
Or we could build our castles with
The sticks and the stones