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