Life through my eyes
Chorus
How would it feel to if you stepped in my shoes
People always laughin and starrin at you
What would you say, What would you say
How would you feel if you slept in the cold
What you call streets, is what I call home
What would you say What would you say
Verse 1
Livin out here aint the good life
All we do is fight to survive
It doesn’t mean we like what we do, sittin at every corner, and beggin for food.
We might look weird wearing dirty rags
Walking around the streets holding plastic bags
Smoke a cigarette to sooth the pain, drink a couple beers to pass the days.
life is just a game of chance,
flip a coin see where it lands,
gotta take a risk and see where your gonna be
I never thought I would end up here,
started the car but forgot to steer,
who would of thought this would be me
Chorus
How would it feel to if you stepped in my shoes
People always laughin and starrin at you
What would you say, What would you say
How would you feel if you slept in the cold
What you call streets, is what I call home
What would you say What would you say
Verse 2:
What my mom had said was always true
I shoulda nevea ever dropped out of school
I would have had a better life, could have had a job to keep my wife
It feels like im all alone
No one to squeeze no one to hold
I just sit here and cry, thinking to just let go and die
life is just a game of chance,
flip a coin see where it lands,
gotta take a risk and see where your gonna be
I never thought I would end up here,
started the car but forgot to steer,
who would of thought this would be me
Chorus
How would it feel to if you stepped in my shoes
People always laughin and starrin at you
What would you say, What would you say
How would you feel if you slept in the cold
What you call streets, is what I call home
What would you say What would you say
Bridge:
life is just a game of chance,
flip a coin see where it lands,
gotta take a risk and see where your gonna be
who would of thought this would be me
Chorus: x2
How would it feel to if you stepped in my shoes
People always laughin and starrin at you
What would you say, What would you say
How would you feel if you slept in the cold
What you call streets, is what I call home
What would you say What would you say
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