Sync Different

Think 4 Yourself
Lyrics by Astrid Engberg and Mattic Parks. Music
by Chomsk'
(rap)







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Get up in the morning
black coffee
milk is overdue
pick up some old cassette
set my feelings

I take my time
says a friend of mine
but I don't mind,
I don't mind if I don't find
They get to go

see me laying
Think
4 yourself
x2
Cause the streets
don't seem gray
when you're on my mind
and when you know
well I feel fine


How about you
?


Description of your problems
Man I know it all connects
Get up on the go
You never going to figure out talking to everybody
need to think for yourself
I say


This mans there's dimensions you ain't tapped in yet.
Got your focus all wrong but I bet
The test is a classroom and you might fail
win some lose some, it's all swell.


Description of your problems I know the next person
need to get up on the go, got to get up on the, get up on the…
You never going to figure out taking advice
Got ah think, got ah think, got ah think for yourself allright.

You keep on looking,

you look to your right
You look to the left,
there's always a fight
I tried to look up,

but the sky wasn't clear
To hell with it all, I'm going and drink me some beer

Don't you know ,got these old searching blues
Don't know which way to turn, just to find my way back to you

I walked down the street, to find an old friend
Made a wrong turn,had to come back again
I went to find my lady, in front of her door
She said "Who are you?" cause you don't live here no more

Don't you know,got these old searching blues
Don't know which way to turn,just to find my way back to you

TRADUCTION :

Tu cherches, à droite, à gauche, tout n'est que lutte
J'ai levé la tête, même le ciel était sombre
Au diable tout ça, je vais me boire une bière

Tu sais, je cherche et j'ai le Blues
Je ne sais pas par où aller, retrouver le chemin qui mène à toi

Je marche dans les rues pour retrouver un ami,
Je me suis trompé, je retourne sur mes pas
J'ai retrouvé ma copine sur le pas de sa porte
Qui me dit "t'es qui ? car tu n'es pas d'ici