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Arkells - Eyes On The Prize - Acoustic lyrics

Artist: Arkells

album: Campfire Chords


I got my levels out of place, last night was a long one
Lookin' for a quick fix, lookin' for a shortcut
But if I want a game plan for the long run
What do I bring to the table 'cept dumb luck
There's a good chance the last thing I think off
Will show up in my sleep and crash all my dreams
With some shit I wanna be 'cause it's not what I'm proud of
Some heaviness and pettiness and things that I'm ashamed of
When I think of you
I think of us
I think I'm done with this
Motherfuckin' hiatus
October comes
And I'll show you what I'm made of
I hope it's harvest time
For my fruits of labour
Reach out, you got the real me right in front of you (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby

I was repeating conversations with a chip on my shoulder
Replaying the scene, over and over
I got confused and the world started spinnin'
Send out a search party, I've gone missin'
Lord knows I've been through the wringer
Lord knows I'm gonna come out swingin'
It's mid-July in New York City
Might be sitting in Coach, but I'm ready for the big leagues
Reach out
You got the real me right in front of you (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
Reach out
It could be better than a fantasy (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
Those bodega lights at 3 a.m
Fluorescent and bright
Just like a movie set
And Jules was dancin',
He lit an imaginary cigarette
He said, man, why you feelin' sorry for yourself
And the man beyond the counter, he turned on the radio
One of those old AM-FM boomboxes
The kinds with the cassettes, you remember what I'm talking about
He said something that I won't forget
You just keep movin', movin'
You just keep movin', movin'
You just keep movin', movin'
You just keep movin', movin'
Oh, we meditated on this and medicated on this
I've tried out both before
Seemed like the perfect day to take a leap of faith
When I came up short
Are you listening close, start listening close
And tell me your true desire
I know it's played some mean tricks before
But I promise the body don't lie, come on
Reach out
You got the real me right in front of you (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
Reach out
It could be better than a fantasy (reach out)
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
I keep my eyes on the prize
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)
You got me singing ayy-ohh
(Got me singing ayy-ohh)

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