Kings

Kings - Tribe Society

Written by：Michael Ray

Runnin with all of my brothers

I always wonder how far we could go

If we could break through the ceiling above us

There'd be no point

Of us looking below

We could be free

We could be free

Finally

We could be free

I been through the darkest of caves and suffered

One hundred steps off the end of the road

Paint it with passion my favorite color

Hope I'm alive when this story gets old

We could be free

We could be free

Finally

We could be free

I ain't at home

Home's where I'm goin

I close my eyes to see

I'll take my throne

Lay it on mountain

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I see a world full of none believers

Searching for smoke in a still water pond

A nothing king they called a dreamer

This is my life and they'll call it a song

We could be free

We could be free

Finally

We could be free

I ain't at home

Home's where I'm goin

I close my eyes to see

I'll take my throne

Lay it on mountain

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

Break through the shackles

Rock through the chains

There's no oppressor

No one to blame but you

Oooh

Break through the shackles

Rock through the chains

There's no oppressor

There's no one to blame but you

Oooh

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I ain't at home

Home's where I'm goin

I close my eyes to see

I'll take my throne

Lay it on mountain

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

I said whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

Make myself a king

Make myself a king