Texty

Lights dim Like them Till the night ends They got their eyes wide shut on all of their faces So I paint on my smile it's a bad reputation I don't know where I'm going I hope that I make it I hate everything but I'm too scared to say it Lemme stay over till the lights dim I know you got a couple problems I ain't like them We're taking two or three shots till the night ends You got me tripping off a feeling psilocybin Is this real or is this fake I'm sipping on your energy Double cup of syrup Coca Cola with the Hennessy These nights can't last forever By the morning won't remember me These bitches say they'll stick around Then turn into a memory I love all these blue faces But with the money I'm chasing I'm Scared of this life but I made it I hate on myself fuck my life gonna take it They got their eyes wide shut on all of their faces So I paint on my smile it's a bad reputation I don't know where I'm going I hope that I make it I hate everything but I'm too scared to say it Lemme stay over till the lights dim I know you got a couple problems I ain't like them We're taking two or three shots till the night ends You got me tripping off a feeling psilocybin
Writer(s): Lawrence Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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