Besedila:
Near Miss Everything Can T Turn

down to see what's all around And I can't even tell but this life don't seem or feel so well And it's true that everything can't turn for you It's all

down to see what's all around And I can't even tell but this life don't seem or feel so well And it's true that everything can't turn for you It's all

rain is coming (I will not rage inside) The rain is coming (turn my face to the sky) Let sadness...let sadness wash away I can hear I can hear the thunder I can

Though I can't seem to explain, just why I can't get over That you're gone away to a better place 'Cause there's no one I can turn to No one I can call

bleak But I can't remember what I did last week Now look at my face This shit ain't fake The pain to turn to pressure Every nigga that know me Don't

you reach out to touch me I hear the truth when you whisper my name I feel complete when ever you're near me I can't believe that it turned out this

half as high Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you see me? Papa, can you find me in the night? Papa, are you near me? Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can

Turn it up in my head phones Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame, more Haha, comin' to a ghetto near you I wasn't mad until these tricks shot me

you Sleep my precious, the darling Rosamond May nightmares lay with you, revenge is mine There must be something everyone has missed The end is drawing near, it's everything