The Sum Of It All

[Hook 1] x2 What is the trade off in your life? What did you pay? what is your price? What did you weigh it up against? Was it worth it? [Verse 1 Urthboy] My dreams run amok, they don't don't take in my means They break-in then break-out, they're making a scene I wake up and leg it and chase 'em with both hands But they float and don't care where my feet land You've gotta stay fed but you've gotta stay friends What I'd do for that roof over my head The blood; the sweat; the tears I've shed What I'd bend for the ends well, that depends On the prize and the pride of the name I inherited Dirty hands; clean heart; rose up from the sediment I ain't trying to build a mansion or expand a settlement Or be an empty headed guest on Letterman, fire! I gotta keep the engine purring, and the fire stoked Redemption round the corner holding on the higher hopes Bigger than music and all the liner notes The good and bad, the sum of everything that I had hoped [Hook 1] [Hook 2] You compromise so much that you Forgot what you want You are the sun of it all Is that what you want [Verse 2 Jane Tyrrell] Report read she's a dreamer Something wrong, we should screen her How could they know of the carnival in Her fix when life got grim If only they could taste the real thing Beneath their feet, beyond the ceiling Like hounds they'd be stuck on it Chasin', lovin', hatin', bathin' shakin' it They'd be doped on the feeling of it Move mountains clothed in it Battle waves that swallow ships Just to get a hit [Hook 2] [Bridge] I run myself (away-oh) Into the ground (away-oh) I live up to my (way-oh) My father's name (away-oh) [Verse 3 Ozi Batla] Once more at a crossroads, looking up at signposts All of those lies you'll never live and cannot know So I wonder, will I wander or hold my line And find myself longing for what can never be mine This tale's tied together with invisible threads Lingering on what she said What if instead of a missed opportunity It just wasn't meant to be? Please believe I never faked what it meant to me (Everything must change!), don't I know it In a moment hesitate ad you've blown it You want to know the possible But it would freak you out if you were shown it So I'm holding my course until this road ends I know the pen is constant, but the ink is transient More inclined to letting it ride than planning it So I take my lumps, cause I wrote this story It's always feast or famine, always death or glory [Hook 1] [Hook 2] x2