No One Stops
Mo Lowda & The Humble
Second guessing the soil beneath your shoes
You count broken satellite dishes upon the roofs
In a time when no one stops for the red lights
And nobody leaves
Throwin' in the towel only leaves you dried up
Where the water of life used to be
Countin' the lies in the cigarette butts
I think it's 'bout time we break these walls
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'
My teeth into
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'
This ship for good
Over struttin' with no direction
Movin' slowly with the tap of your feet
Without an answer to any question
But you're not to blame
Like a game of keep away
In a school yard, on a playground
It's out of reach again, but it's always been
At the tips of your fingers
So you don't have to work 'em to the bone
Countin' the lies in the cigarette butts
I think it's 'bout time we break these walls
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'
My teeth into
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'
My teeth into
Starvin' for somethin' worth sinkin'