Denace - Change the Road by The Official Nasty Lyrics
There's still time
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Here's a little story about a boy named Richie
Richie came from a rich home, quite nifty
Richie was rich but he's soul quite empty
His parents bought everything, he was spoilt plenty
But still something was wrong inside the mind of his
He was spaced out, attracted to fine violence
He would listen to Beethoven and play the violin
And sometimes sat in he's room in greater silence
Close hes eyelids and picture the desires of burning fires
And hurting the kids in his choir
There was no sign of friends, he was tired of being sick
And tired of being hit by Michael
So one day he buys a gun, two for the price of one
Goes to school to have a little bit of fun
In the middle of the cafetiere where all the kids are, he looks around and thinks should he do something this bizarre
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Here's another story about a boy named Cory
Cory was the opposite of Richie, he was poor
See he was poor, they couldn't afford heat
But they would have food on the table every morning
Step into he's shoes to fill he's little sore feet
He slept on the floor, tucked under he's torn sheets
Mummy worked, and daddy was sipping forties
Mummy was too busy to spend a minute with Cory
See mummy had two jobs just to barely support him
And daddy was too drunk so he always ignored him
He's sick of if it, he wishes he lived in a mansion
He wishes he was rich, and was fitted in fashion
He went to school, and rich kids would always harass him
They picked on him, and spit on him, you couldn't imagine
But this time Cory bought a gat
As mad as a madman in the cafetiere thinking should he just blast them
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Richie's in the cafetiere chewing on he's bubblegum
He's having racing thoughts, everyone's in trouble, son
Looking at the clock, time is ticking, he can hear the tock
Waiting for the perfect time to strike, he's getting very hot
Cory's in the cafetiere thinking when to pop he's Glock
And he just heard somebody's gum just pop
He turns around and see's a nervous little rich boy
Looking paranoid, sweating bullets, all annoyed
Now they both get up, it's game time
They both reach for the guns at the same time
Richie looks at Cory, Cory looks at Richie
Cory yells at Richie "are you insane''
"I would kill to be rich, that's what you think"
"My life isn't as it seems, I don't feel pain"
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're one
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Here's a little story about a boy named Richie
Richie came from a rich home, quite nifty
Richie was rich but he's soul quite empty
His parents bought everything, he was spoilt plenty
But still something was wrong inside the mind of his
He was spaced out, attracted to fine violence
He would listen to Beethoven and play the violin
And sometimes sat in he's room in greater silence
Close hes eyelids and picture the desires of burning fires
And hurting the kids in his choir
There was no sign of friends, he was tired of being sick
And tired of being hit by Michael
So one day he buys a gun, two for the price of one
Goes to school to have a little bit of fun
In the middle of the cafetiere where all the kids are, he looks around and thinks should he do something this bizarre
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Here's another story about a boy named Cory
Cory was the opposite of Richie, he was poor
See he was poor, they couldn't afford heat
But they would have food on the table every morning
Step into he's shoes to fill he's little sore feet
He slept on the floor, tucked under he's torn sheets
Mummy worked, and daddy was sipping forties
Mummy was too busy to spend a minute with Cory
See mummy had two jobs just to barely support him
And daddy was too drunk so he always ignored him
He's sick of if it, he wishes he lived in a mansion
He wishes he was rich, and was fitted in fashion
He went to school, and rich kids would always harass him
They picked on him, and spit on him, you couldn't imagine
But this time Cory bought a gat
As mad as a madman in the cafetiere thinking should he just blast them
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
Richie's in the cafetiere chewing on he's bubblegum
He's having racing thoughts, everyone's in trouble, son
Looking at the clock, time is ticking, he can hear the tock
Waiting for the perfect time to strike, he's getting very hot
Cory's in the cafetiere thinking when to pop he's Glock
And he just heard somebody's gum just pop
He turns around and see's a nervous little rich boy
Looking paranoid, sweating bullets, all annoyed
Now they both get up, it's game time
They both reach for the guns at the same time
Richie looks at Cory, Cory looks at Richie
Cory yells at Richie "are you insane''
"I would kill to be rich, that's what you think"
"My life isn't as it seems, I don't feel pain"
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're one
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road