A Little More

Album: General Admission (2015)
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  • I scream at the top of my lungs
    But my voice couldn't save this home
    You're proud of the guns you hold
    What's left now, where can we go?

    Yo, I had a dream that the world changed
    And for a minute there was no pain
    Instead of presidents and old sayings
    I heard lyrics from Kurt Cobain
    Then I wake up to see the world's ill
    Ocean's tainted from the oil spills
    How many kids have these wars killed?
    How many families can't afford bills?
    I wish I could let the world know
    That it's okay to let the pain show
    And even though times seem bad
    It always rains before the rainbow

    I scream at the top of my lungs
    But my voice couldn't save this home
    You're proud of the guns you hold
    What's left now? Where can we go?

    (I think we all) We all need a little more love
    (I think we all) We all need a little more love
    (We just need) Ooh a little more love
    (The world needs) Ooh little more love

    In my hood money equals power
    And in the world money controls everything we believe in
    I can see we're in our darkest hour
    'Cause it feels like the government just is as crooked as the police
    I spent the weekend catchin' up on the news
    A girl committed suicide after she was bullied at school
    'Cause some dudes told her she wasn't cool
    But you would rather gossip about a famous person breaking the rules
    I'm confused, tell me is my life's price worth the jewels?
    They told me fight night I'm supposed to lose
    Just 'cause in hindsight, they don't like my type
    White boy with some rhythm and blues

    I scream at the top of my lungs
    But my voice couldn't save this home
    You're proud of the guns you hold
    What's left now, where can we go?

    (I think we all) We all need a little more love
    (I think we all) We all need a little more love
    (We just need) Ooh a little more love
    (The world needs) Ooh little more love

    You can give up like they tell you
    Stop like they tell you
    Be scared to dream for the top like they tell you
    But I'm tryna tell you, fuck what they tell you

    (I think we, uh) And in these dark times
    As a part of a generation they claim can't be saved
    It's important to know we're not blind
    We see the truth through blue and dark eyes
    I would rather die on my feet than live my knees
    If I can't live free right now in the world we just need (A little more love)

    A little more love
    A little more love Writer/s: Richard Colson Baker, Thomas Lee Brown, Thomas Lumpkins, Victoria Monet McCants
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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