is tearing me apart Like shotguns pointed at my heart A second change for a second hand heart The cold time's here, the lonely nights The broken
Do you remember Just how things used to be? Does it all still ring true Or is it just a hazy memory Give me one reason 'Cause I still believe
We're stuck on memories Of how good things used to be Still the years have passed People change, not just you and me I always gave my heart and
I'm trying to make some sense of all this thoughts But nothing's ever quite what it seems I'm holding on to a dream that's fading fast The broken memories
slid And just before you laid Dead weight upon its shores I stung you in the face For that?s the nature of my core Because I got distance Don?t let
bunch of if, and's and mics Billboard charts, source ad and mics And if I say so myself "goddamn we tight" Fuck being humble ain't no other way to end
they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And broke
in my soul that love never lasts and we've got to find other ways to make it alone keep a straight face and i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance
the spectacle From a distance For instance, there was this cat the other day shootin me ice grills But when I looked, he looked the other way Now any other
Yea I turned 21 in prison locked up at night Now I walk around free seems like another life Another roll with some other dice Another ho or a loving wife
He?s always trouble with his noncomplacent Shotgun eyes, shotgun eyes His subtlety, his mystery Not like the other guys She?s always taken by his reputation
He's always trouble with his noncomplacance and shotgun eyes, Shotgun eyes, His subtilty is mystery, Not like the other guys, Shes always taken by his
Look what you made me do, brains blew My team in the marine-blue, six Coupe Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin out -- the block for distances, givin long
It'll take awhile to tame Detroit is hella dirty But the dozen can fix it Resist and the biscut will exceed the distance And bounce off one's home
soul That love never lasts And we've got to find other ways To make it alone Or keep a straight face And i've always lived like this Keeping it comfortable, distance
Jack and I'm living proof of a dead man walking, This spirit, this body that's still talking, It's too late to take precautions my whole worlds already fallen apart, broke
