Promets Pas La Lune

Don't promise the moon
Without looking up at the sky
I spill my ink
Just writings, cries of pain
I laugh at my past
Memories come back
Forgive my vibe if it seems superficial

The past got me
And the future might get me too
I've hit walls and taken insults to the head
I don't have smoke anymore
I've smoked out my dreams
I don't have hate left
Still got this music in my head

And don't promise the moon
Without looking up at the sky
I spill my ink
Writings and cries of pain
I laugh at my past
Memories come back
Forgive my vibe if it seems superficial

We always want more
We can't heal from losing
I couldn't change myself
I won't do anything to please you
And despite the downpours
My world is whole
Let's go on an adventure
A journey deep within ourselves

But forgiving is tough
Like the coldest of winters
Money doesn't make you rich
But not having it makes us lose
Come on, child of the street
The day of glory is far behind
Let's talk about love without a hint of hate

And don't promise the moon
Without looking up at the sky
I spill my ink
Writings and cries of pain
I laugh at my past
Memories come back
Forgive my vibe if it seems superficial

And don't promise the moon
Without looking up at the sky
I spill my ink
Writings and cries of pain
I laugh at my past
Memories come back
Forgive my vibe if it seems superficial

And don't promise the moon
Without looking up at the sky
I spill my ink
Writings and cries of pain
I laugh at my past
Memories come back
Forgive my vibe if it seems superficial