Tune-Yards - nowhere, man lyrics
[Tune-Yards - nowhere, man lyrics]
People want people want
People want people wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
Yes, I meant to scare you
just like that dream
Where your guns get pulled back on you
(People wanna hear you sing)
They rip pieces off your fertile skin
For every sin, sin against the people
Nowhere to run nowhеre to hide
Nowherе to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide
People, people people wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
You whine that you're discluded
And with that single word erase the
Very story of my life
So I rip pieces off my fertile skin
Nowhere woman finds her little ways to win
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Screaming babies are your problem screaming
Babies are your problem
Seems like Jesus and Dylan
Got the whole thing wrong
If you cannot hear a woman
Then how can you write her song?
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got, Adapt
You've got adapt
You've got adapt
You've got adapt
You've got)
People wanna hear you sing (adapt)
People wanna hear you sing (you've got)
People wanna hear you sing (adapt)
People wanna hear you sing
(People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing)
People want people wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
Yes, I meant to scare you
just like that dream
Where your guns get pulled back on you
(People wanna hear you sing)
They rip pieces off your fertile skin
For every sin, sin against the people
Nowhere to run nowhеre to hide
Nowherе to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide
People, people people wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
You whine that you're discluded
And with that single word erase the
Very story of my life
So I rip pieces off my fertile skin
Nowhere woman finds her little ways to win
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Screaming babies are your problem screaming
Babies are your problem
Seems like Jesus and Dylan
Got the whole thing wrong
If you cannot hear a woman
Then how can you write her song?
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got)
Nowhere to run (adapt)
Nowhere to hide (you've got, Adapt
You've got adapt
You've got adapt
You've got adapt
You've got)
People wanna hear you sing (adapt)
People wanna hear you sing (you've got)
People wanna hear you sing (adapt)
People wanna hear you sing
(People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing
People wanna hear you sing)