Testo What becomes of us Hilltop Hoods

What becomes of us

Words fail me trying to convey, the right thing to say
But they’re written in the lines on my face
They’re like a road map to show you the way
No tomorrow if there’s no today
‘Cause time will take all we’ve left, we’ve only now
So fly away, hold your breath and don’t look down
What becomes of us? if our mistakes are the sum of us
Missing all the beauty right in front of us

Here we are, our pride got a hold of us
One road too far, our past blindfolding us
Here we are, our world in front of us
If we lose our path, then what becomes of us?

Every road of my life, I’ve had to build across a broken divide
Cornered animals only know how to fight
So why’s it feel like for winning every argument, I lose a little part of us
If I concede that I could be the feud within this partnership
Then I don’t know where I stand
Maybe lately I been focused on my own just trying to broker a plan
If everything’s left unspoken then I know that we’re damned
And we’ll keep drowning with this weight tied to both of our hands
But don’t mistake my silence for my withdraw
Cause only people caught inside a war say it’s worth fighting for
If this encompasses us, what becomes of us?
Missing all the beauty right in front of us

Here we are, our pride got a hold of us
One road too far, our past blindfolding us
Here we are, our world in front of us
If we lose our path, then what becomes of us?

Asked a friend a question, said
How much do you drink at night? ‘Cause that’s how much I spill
I tried to drown my demons, but my demons they grew gills
I feel I have no chill but don’t want my heart to give cos
I’m a father and I’ve got two other hearts to live for
Frida said ‘Viva La Vida’, Imma meet her
On the other side and fall at her feet I’ve
Never heard such good advice, not here to pass the time
I’m here to map a story on my face with laughter lines, right?
We can’t see the path sometimes cos of our busy lives
Like we can’t see the stars at night cos of the city lights
I need to step away and find my balance
Redecorate my mind palace
My, my Alice, I went down the rabbit-hole
To find my sadness, and crush it like it’s Adderall
I mind my manners, and try to be kind
When I find my answers, I’m going to be fine

Here we are, our pride got a hold of us
One road too far, our past blindfolding us
Here we are, our world in front of us
If we lose our path, then what becomes of us?