Songtexte:
The Fingertips Picture Of My Own

But then a picture of my own Tells me I'm made to fall And it's a picture of my own A picture of my own, a picture of my own That's making me feel this

I purchased on my own I finally woke up Everything is better A chance for me to open up and grow I can almost breathe the air Right beyond my fingertips

my own But I finally woke up Everything is better A chance for me to open up and grow 'Cause I can almost breathe the air Right beyond my fingertips

earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents And the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my

earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents. And in the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene, My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my

purchased on my own I finally woke up Everything is better A chance for me to open up and grow I can almost breathe the air Right beyond my fingertips

I purchased on my own I finally woke up Everything is better A chance for me to open up and grow I can almost breathe the air Right beyond my fingertips

span the classes like elastic with my classics [Chorus: scratches] [Mic Geronimo:] "I subdue the microphone and left in in submission" "I'm on my team, my hustle and my

the earth, I was hard, and the last of the independents And the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my