Gabriel Rios - Broad Daylight

Back in the old days, tight like a fight,
used to hang with the devil in the broad day light.
We had a route, a walkabout,
until we had a row, a kind of falling out.

He showed me the low,
he showed me the down,
called it the happy low down.
We used to rock some tunes with a guy named Loyd,
Loyd still got them polaroids.

Broad day light
Broad day light

Stop climaxing, you got your fight,
leaving him alone in the broad day light.
He might get it on on his own, and start building a throne,
out of worn out razors

Look at you shaking,
you can’t find his plight
Got you scared of ghosts in the dead of night
While you’re making up stories trying to make it ok,
he’ll be bringing them in to let them out and play

In the broad day light Broad day light
Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
In the broad day light
Broad daylight
In the broad day...
Please don’t leave me alone
Leaving me alone in the broad day light

You’ll get your money, you’ll get your night,
just leave me alone up in the broad day light
I need some shit of my own, I need a throne,
not them razors
And who you think you are screaming Hollywood burn?
If you really want to stop it then burn your sperm,
‘cause this here be going on until its not and then a little more

Broad day light
Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
In the broad day light

Broad day light
In the broad day
Please don't leave me alone,
leaving me alone in the broad day light

In the broad day light
In the broad day light
In the broad day light
In the broad day light

Broad day light

In broad day
Please don't leave me alone,
leaving me alone in the broad day light