upside down

hedging my bets and I’ll luck mine out

tell him it’s best no one finds out

sun comes up and the hum dies down saved your name and they cut mine out like, cut me a break

waste of my time anyway yeah must be a fake

probably going to rust in the rain

soul ache

Sycamore bayside

late night blink like a brake light

wait by the gate might die if he don’t come quick

shark eyes on me feel

sharp like pocket knife

dip

cash gone soggy might rip

eyes all foggy like mist

better get a grip

steady on the lift

reckon I’ll regret it I when I trip

tight grip light in the mist

I reckon I’ll regret it when I trip

rift sidestep that like long shore drift

tide rise up might swallow this ship

lifelines up and you can’t call quits

If you got a pot why you pissing in his

 

ripped, needle and thread you could get that fixed

built this guild on bricks and bits and bobs and risks

drips and drabs and myths

stop it with the if,

buts

if you don’t want to talk about mistrust X2

rift sidestep that like long shore drift

tide rise up might swallow this ship

lifelines up and you can’t call quits

if you got a pot why u talking

if

buts

if you don’t want to talk about the mistrustX2

yeah course he did it, showed up late said he’d be five minutes, photo finish I’ll beat my limit

saw me fidget, now it’s briefer each time we visit,

it’s different now, way better

think about it, say never

pick a hole in my grey sweater start flipping out stop take five

start feeling like watching paint dry

time ticking I don’t wanna waste mine

pace setter

step on it and get paid better

take a second don’t forever nah

pit stop

cats eyes started to drift off

map lines started to cris cross

dashboard it comes closer now

flashback sat in a Skoda

want to taste it

mediocre

said it starts slow then it’s over

and your hearts cold getting colder

7-3-8

Celly it bell tell em wait

Cause iʼm plotting the moves that i make

‘Cause iʼve got a lot on my plate

umm, faking, itʼs bait

been taking a day,

tryna Wade in but Iʼm way out,

donʼt wanna fade out,

I fell and woke up on the way down

awake for days so i stay out pasty and fey on the stake- out

my fate, laid out

house never pays out someone in the house better stay down

hear fox out back now shriek loud

creak: house, keep down bleak out, freaked out

patio lit up better leave now

Tracks over its done

Paid my dues with these lungs

Ima demon so I might run

Staring at the barrel of a gun

Okay yeah

Love seeking aint fun

Chest flaring im spun

I see so I get it I trust

I feel to conceal it let me up

Okay yeah

Big moves with these sums

Fuck money lose trust

Ima do this till I might rust

Living life lavish on the cusp

Okay yeah

Just little pick me

Just a little pick me up

No more nose in the dust

No more time for the scrubs

Yeah

Hes fried

I don’t wanna hear those lies

There lies and then more lies

Do you wanna see him fight

No more night no more days

Trapped in the dark and decay

Seeing was believe and looking for your feelings And the times stares straight at your face

Im done

I won’t run

Double it double it

Come

im not done

and Thats facts

Always find a way to the tracks

always find a way to the tracks

Those Devilish devilish acts

It’s a simple thing to lie to you

A simple thing I’m glad to do

Yeah I’m fine, just tired

Yeah I’m fine, I’ve flowered

Lost a lot it cost me to bring it back

But the truth bites, sometimes the tongue attacks

Lost a lot it cost me to bring it back

But the truth bites, sometimes the tongue attacks

Honest, honest, I’ll make it work

Promise, promise, it’s worth the wait