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asked if you ok and yeah you left me on read
So I pulled up right on you and no I ain't fucking scared
I know you probably sleeping or with someone man

colder by the week
Said baby won't you lie to me
Some more about this over-hanging tree
Like no branch will ever break or shed a leaf
Like it never started

life for sure
Till I can't, I will no more, till I'll be forever gone

Reach the top, make it pop, we was made for carry on
Running fast, pedal pressed,

Sometimes I wanna go
Run to the call of the open road
Leave all of this behind
All the fake friends and the same old street signs

I wish that we

Thumbing these blues in a coupe by myself
Need nobody else, at least I pretend
Don't know what to do I keep losing these friends
This where the road ends,

roads to work
To avoid the left turns
Leave my old friends on read
When they say they're concerned
Only listen to songs
Where I know all the words
By

the sail
Where there's no path we will make our own trail
We will make our own trail

Let me calm you down - I know that you will come around
Let me hold you

smoking on this shatter
Touch the sky without a ladder
She be sucking on my fingers
Like that shit was caked in batter
I got nothing left to teach ya
I'm

Waiting for an explanation
For your sudden change of face
But all I'm left with is the feelings of our sudden fall from grace

So I keep asking you

the North
Just south of the Yorkshire moors
A little town out by the coast
And when I'm feeling down I take a drive out to the east
Something picks me up when

left

This an ego death man I feel by body rottin'
Bouta take my final breath as they lower down my coffin

I live with no regrets
Wait a minute, that's

knows no peace
Left to right, they're acting out of spite
A cool night soon turns to frostbite
And I can't help but think
What could be, without the jinx

We are lost, and while they wonder what became of us
We'll never wait, wait, wait, there's nothing left for us now
We'll set off, and find a road

This is now so brilliant in ya system
Well pour me up yep
I need a big cup
Is we sipping by the ounce nigga yes sir
I ain't even trying to bounce
I'ma

We shoulda waited
Just a little bit
Til we're a little bit better at this
And I'm better at this thing we call life
But I'd be better with you by my

to the test
Hardened by the road, young skin on old bones
Stage to stage, we're ready to explode
Never coming back, aussie thrash attack
Stage lights for

To call you instead
What you do you
Go and fly away
Fly away you
Always fly away
I'm by myself in
This tiny place
All the time feels
Just like these days

If I stripped away the pain and had one thing left
It'd be the naked truth of my quest
But I'm doing my best to find attire
Cuz I'm stuck on the side

won't you help me feel right
Hit the road yeah
Now I'm feeling less alone
Rolled a blunt so you know
Our eyes always staying low
Got the clouds and rain

Octopus plays Lakes
That lead to Emerson and Palmer
Tables full of hot sauce used by elders
Probably the same age I am today
Scrubbing the ground, I heard

knowledge
Common sense is disseminated by the Almighty Dollar
Most learning's discerning what oughta be all but forgotten
Got invested in the conquest

Fair Play 2333 (Yeah)
Icebox shit
Heart on ice don't need no champagne
Cant celebrate life with my dead friends
Opps put rounds on his head like'a

by that code
At night I be out on the road
My gas really loud
So I cut the music real low
He said he wanted the smoke
He ain't pull up on me, so I had

life so
It's so muthafuckin' sweet
I still believe I'm on the right road
Enyukay is who I be
I been lookin' at the night sky
Thinkin' damn that shit is