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Sunrise Lyrics - Artist : Demun Jones
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Oooh, ooohhh Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies Little bit of pain makes me alive I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing Burn through hell, cold outside Feeling the pain is what kept me alive I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing When the sun rise After years of reflection spiritual death and resurrection I bet you the bank a recession will shrink in the shadows of my blessing Unseen source of protection unknown to the blind In my experience it's been on time every single time Pull me from the deepest darkest, put me on the loudest largest Lock me in, ready aim at the target and chiseled an artist Not these feminie phony fatherless faking like they're the hardest On a spree planting a waterless seed they'd never harvest Man how could you Not even ABC's and one twos Not even yes and no ma'am and how to tie two shoes You's a coward in my book Chapter one but silly me The last time at the zoo I noticed the animals can't read Let me take it upon myself to educate primates mumbling About the importance of your mechanicals and publishing The words they have power if you thought before you spoke If you're not on the page yet then you oughta be telling jokes Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies Little bit of pain makes me alive I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing Burn through hell, cold outside Feeling the pain is what kept me alive I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing When the sun rise Success of others never threatens me, jealousy's a disease Remaining humble when you stumble in defeat is victory Uncle Demun has been sent to hand you down all the knowledge The treasure map to find the gems, the kind you won't pick up in college Follow this simple set of laws I authored myself long ago Make a record deal with yourself, resist selling your soul Don't expect every dollar right when you walk in the door Relationships outlast the hype man, you could be making more Keep the focus on the fans without them you're still invisible Shake every single hand face to face this one is critical They have to know you mean it or it's all been a waste You'll never get out of the gate if you're leaving a rotten taste Pack your bags for the long haul, prepare for the worst Get out your notepad and pencil, rewind and study this verse Just know I never owed a dime and I still gave you the gold So put some respect on my Jones when I'm dead and gone Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies Little bit of pain makes me alive I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing Burn through hell, cold outside Feeling the pain is what kept me alive I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide I'll be the last one standing When the sun rise |
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