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Brighter Days
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Brighter Days was released on September 29, 2009 by South Ocean Records, L.P. as a part of the album Ghost Town
September 29, 2009
LabelSouth Ocean Records, L.P.
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

4 In the morning, I'm fucked up man I'm gone
I'm thinking bout the words I'm gonna put on this song
Then suddenly I get hit with all these memories
The most faint would probably be Basket Street
But they was quickly brought back when I visited
The first streets that I watched as a little kid
Across the street was this old washateria
A few crackheads they liked to roam that area
Man that house there was haunted as hell
Don't know or believe all the stories I tell
Then there was the winter we was decorating red and green
Times were tough and we couldn't buy a Christmas tree
Work was slow and we was running low on ends
My dad showed up with a tree that had three limbs
I remember asking if I could decorate it with some lights
But had to cut the tree down in the cold winter nights
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
It's funny how memories can fade away
But the pain still affect how I feel today
So many emotions that I keep locked away
Things I'll never say I gotta take em to the grave
But anyway much love to my homeboy Eddie
He put a roof over my head when life was shaky
He had three brothers all which were in the pen
He used to say he couldn't wait till they were out again
Then came the day that Rob and Hip were free men
Robert did three years and Hip almost ten
We was lost struggling to get ahead
There was four of us sleeping on the same bed
We used to hide the gats when there was a home visit
We had some boys pushing weight like there's nothing to it
They promised Hip that they'd start him on a new career
Now my boy's in the fed facing 40 years
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
Where'd I leave off?
There's an aroma in the air making me cough
I stood up but I couldn't keep my balance
I put the word abuse to my bad habits
I'm living short days and hella long nights
I can't believe people jam to the shit I write
Maybe cause I speak from the heart
I ain't afraid to say I shop in stores like Walmart
See the money it really doesn't make a man
I seen it go and come and come and go again
I chill with the rich, I hang with the broke
My ex bitch left me cause I grabbed her dad by the throat
But a short temper really won't take you far
They say I gotta change if I wanna be a star
So with that said I'm just gonna make my way
Cause the Ghost can't seem to see a brighter day
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
It seems like my brighter days are miles away
Living day to day on this paper chase
In my, in my homes wherever I lay my head down
Blowing like a tumbleweed through a ghost town
I wanna dedicate this track to my homeboy Ruben Muniz
Doing 40 years on a dope charge
Shout out to all my partners on lock
Big Sal, Lamont, what up big boy?
King C, y'all keep y'alls head up
And for everybody got somebody on lock out there
Stay strong for em baby
It's your boy Ghost
I'm outta here
Written by: Carl Stevens
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