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Keys To Heaven Video (MV)




Performed By: Ensd
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Nathan Duarte




Ensd - Keys To Heaven Lyrics
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Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
High ground, take the high ground
So high my vision's blocked by white clouds
No permission when I hang with white crowds
They won't listen when I feeling fried out
Slow admission, hope the pain subsides now
My guts turn inside out
Build some distance, take a hook and then another hook and now I can't fly down
Reminiscent, feel the end is nigh, how
I'm in the kitchen, trying to lift like Rye while
My homies drifting, smoking suicides now
I've been pissed and they just wanna lie down
My skin glistens, don't mess with my shine I'll
Cut out the never living right clowns
Walk like I'm risen
They look and they extend that look cause I'm the one tryna fly out
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Stay on the streets, nothing to eat
Holes in my soul and my feet
Can't take a seat, in a restaurant so I'm dependent on the change of elites
I'm antisocial, can't change my postal
I'm staying hopeful, these pussies are boastful
They beef with tofu, counting they totals
Ask for a photo, ask for a photo
Ask for a new life, money bout 10,000 bands
Find a new bitch while I'm shopping in Japan
Star power MJ, gave my bitch a tan
Crash my cool whip and still made cream, I shell like clam
Smooth lips around me, f*ck 10,000 fans
With a pool stick, queue em up and hit again
Bar is sour so I bought the club, became the man
Famous by accident but rich by plan
Making stupid figures, you won't understand
Super model, slim figure, fingers in my pants
Pull the trigger, goddamn, shouldn't have a chance
Not on a list, no name, no glance
Should I speak up or decline to say shit, put on makeup or go public faceless
Is this the key to heaven, is this the key to heaven
Talk with my words or talk with my fists
Focus on future or stay reminisce
Is this the key to heaven, is this the key to heaven
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
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English

Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
High ground, take the high ground
So high my vision's blocked by white clouds
No permission when I hang with white crowds
They won't listen when I feeling fried out
Slow admission, hope the pain subsides now
My guts turn inside out
Build some distance, take a hook and then another hook and now I can't fly down
Reminiscent, feel the end is nigh, how
I'm in the kitchen, trying to lift like Rye while
My homies drifting, smoking suicides now
I've been pissed and they just wanna lie down
My skin glistens, don't mess with my shine I'll
Cut out the never living right clowns
Walk like I'm risen
They look and they extend that look cause I'm the one tryna fly out
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Stay on the streets, nothing to eat
Holes in my soul and my feet
Can't take a seat, in a restaurant so I'm dependent on the change of elites
I'm antisocial, can't change my postal
I'm staying hopeful, these pussies are boastful
They beef with tofu, counting they totals
Ask for a photo, ask for a photo
Ask for a new life, money bout 10,000 bands
Find a new bitch while I'm shopping in Japan
Star power MJ, gave my bitch a tan
Crash my cool whip and still made cream, I shell like clam
Smooth lips around me, f*ck 10,000 fans
With a pool stick, queue em up and hit again
Bar is sour so I bought the club, became the man
Famous by accident but rich by plan
Making stupid figures, you won't understand
Super model, slim figure, fingers in my pants
Pull the trigger, goddamn, shouldn't have a chance
Not on a list, no name, no glance
Should I speak up or decline to say shit, put on makeup or go public faceless
Is this the key to heaven, is this the key to heaven
Talk with my words or talk with my fists
Focus on future or stay reminisce
Is this the key to heaven, is this the key to heaven
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
Every sad song needs a piano
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Writer: Nathan Duarte
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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