Lyrics

Now this is a story all about how I got flipped, turned upside down Like the Fresh Prince said from the Banks residence, we'll carry the crown It's a congeniality, that a fellow couldn't see, that bitters the sound But we found peace in the common ground Can you hear me calling? We're nestled by the stage, we're bleeding, pouring 'Cause you know sometimes life can be dishonest But we can make it right You know I liked us, but I'd like to see you try Throw your hands up, to the reality of DICE You know despite that, we're the blended sweet and spice We're rolling thunder, and we're never left feeling dry That feeling never goes away 'Cause it's nitty the pretty iffy way to advocate And so I can't complain, it's after you, the crazy accolades 'Cause it ain't the pretty face Can you hear me calling? We're nestled by the stage, we're bleeding, pouring 'Cause you know sometimes life can be dishonest But we can make it right You know I liked us, but I'd like to see you try Throw your hands up, to the reality of DICE You know despite that we're the blended sweet and spice We're rolling thunder, and we're breaking through the sky It's time to vacate the week for a minute 'Cause I don't wanna sit back down I'm losing my grip, take a sip of the limit and it's wearing me around So I won't wait up, the screams are blurring me It's another kind of lover to me, hey, hey You know I liked us, but I'd like to see you try Throw your hands up, to the reality of DICE You know despite that we're the blended sweet and spice We're rolling thunder, and we're breaking through the sky
Writer(s): Ben Hodge, Benjamin Hodge, Regan Beazley, Samuel Barrett Lennard, Tom King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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