Wind

I was playing famous You was playing stand-off in the corner of the room I thought it was news, I didn't mean to assume Pain that you elude, the same pain I felt When you rose the blade, I couldn't move I wanted to lose You wanted to two's on what could've been blues I was at the station with a muse Rizla and a red stripe and everything to prove Needles on the pavement make me think of all the bliss I used to flake, but now it's fliz Playing with the silence used to pray for what it is I thought you said there's beauty in the violence 'cause there is I didn't go to prom but sold a Gucci belt that did Beanie with Egyptian font, I would've held you in the wind But I ain't hearing anything It just is what it is It is what it is Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let there be light Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let there be light Elephant and castle station writings on the wall Tell me I got 40 more Or something roundabout the time I figure out We're just broken souls, but we're throwing limbs in the equation The ends made me abrasive I tried to get a page in, but everything's changing Wasting in the 40 with amazement I was smiling in the vacants But it's the way it wasn't taken Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let there be light Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let there be light