What the Seasons Change

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Hilltop Hoods - Rap, Australia

What the Seasons Change

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[Verse 1: Pressure] I once knew this man who was cursed from birth Destined to stagger throughout life just to earn his worth In one turn of the earth, this story takes its place Upon the summer shores of nowhere, the place that he makes His home, he returns alone from a long day Having lost his job and soon his house and fiancé The wrong way to turn was the path that he took He pissed his savings up the wall and on the grass he was hooked The past that he took for granted had messed with his sight See, he missed the finer points, such as lessons in life It was his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart And by the time the autumn came, things were falling apart Things were falling apart Things were falling apart Things were falling apart [Verse 2: Pressure] So now he's standing in the Dole queue This girl with the face of an angel Says he's looking down, but she has a way to sustain all It comes in a powdered form and it's good for healing scars But healing scars comes at the cost of robbing tills and stealing cars Feeling far from obliged, he follows her lead Down a beaten path where the homeless wallow in seed Swallows his need for pride, he can't hold his thin weight So finds himself in a church to control his intake Being judged by this father for tryna pave his way He looks him in the eyes and asks, "How's your faith these days?" "I strive for betterment", he replies in tones with sentiment "But I lost all faith in this God that I once saw heaven sent" He never meant to destroy all the things that he came across It's the sour taste of defeat on the street now all aim is lost The pain and cost, for his mistakes But never even really a sinner, huh, it's gonna be a long winter It's gonna be a long winter It's gonna be a long winter [Verse 3: Pressure] His frail body shudders as the winter wind passes through him Thinking of all the people in his past that knew him, that shaft or screwed him His heart is brewing for knowing what he must do Is seek shelter and aid from the love he once knew One last shot for courage hits him then his eyes are blood red Inside he sees a man living the life he once led Forfeits in to the anger and torture within He decides to pay back mankind for her sins Jumps in his stolen car, grabs a needle from the glove box Deciding that he never even really knew what love was He kicks in the front door to catch 'em havin' sex Slams him to the floor then stabs her in the neck She kicks and she screams so he beats her till she's slack-mouthed Realising what he's done, he stands dumbfounded, smacked out Blacks out, awakens in a holding cell Knowing he can't see hope, tomorrow is spring Time for regrowth Time for regrowth Time for regrowth [Verse 4: Pressure] So with the first light of spring, an officer removes his chains His mood is pained as he re-enters the world, his vision true again Takes a step and says in a defiant statement "Anything lost can be found again except for time wasted" He's right adjacent on a path to heal himself Kicks the habit before he kills himself and feels his health Returning, the mental and physical, his intention to kick it all Though his struggle with prevention is visible Redemption isn't all it's cracked up to be He decides as he dreams of smacking up a key On the brink of life or loss, not knowing what he's holding So before he fucks it up again, somebody should have told him [Hook: Pressure] No matter your status, fact is we all been humbled No matter the foundation all solid things can crumble No matter the strength or length something's sustained It never stays the same, that simply put: the seasons change No matter your status, fact is we all been humble (Uh) No matter the foundation all solid things can crumble No matter the strength or length something's sustained It never stays the same... That's simply what the seasons change

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  • MC Pressure