This Is Not a Coincidence

This shit... just a coincidence I guess it's just temptation that puts me inside this place Is it lust or is it fame? Dizzy as fuck at this pace How do I convince you that this just a misunderstanding? Listened to VHS recordings of our friendship standing Because we're different motherfuckers who just live different lives But I wish I could go and see you one last time Sit down, talk, and relive all of our past Because I swear to God, I'm not lying out my arse Because what would I gain? You had a secret to keep I would never obtain, you had something that was so deep Secrets kept in your brain, your secrets are never that cheap Cause I know your fucking pain, I swear I'm not a creep I want to tell you something that has been pondering my mind Without wiping a single sweat, or tears that cross my eyes It's who made me a man and I'm just 'tryna be kind If you need your time and space, tell me, because I'm so blind I was mentally abused as a kid, so well-defined I guess you can say that shit was never streamlined Trying to forget it even happened so I put it all behind Then it sneaks back up to me, so I can't have you beside But not even worse like Jake's, that shit was nonstop That's one of the reasons why he left his home for a hotspot I know you keep thinking you killed him, 17070 You can't beat yourself up over things you didn't know These titles that you wrote inside your book are so mucked up I've never seen them in person, but I got told about them, sucks huh? But these memories are old, so rusted and fucked up But I promise it was a coincidence, I got my luck up I've been getting into books, 'Last Men in London' Reminds me of our story, how a world we all succumb to But it just makes me miss more shit, and lost opportunities Because we both relate to the story, try not to be rude you see I love you no matter what, you dislike me even though My opinions and my cover I promise won't be blown Nothing out of my way, I want you to pick up so So we can talk or you can leave a message right after the tone Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello, 2-L-O calling, 2-L-O calling) Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello, 2-L-O calling, 2-L-O calling) Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello) Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello) Coincidence, coincidence I guess it's just temptation that puts me inside this place Is it lust or is it fame? Dizzy as fuck at this pace The same day you start talking to me about some fires The London Fire happened, and then everything retired So I'm left here, stranded, you left me because of arson Got to guilty if you stayed in this place, just ask Carson Because I know your fucking secret, this is not a coincidence While I put the effort in, you're opposite of being diligent When I sat inside that doom, some rusted old doom You were too busy just lighting the city up, dude I feel like no benefits getting shit and seeing people witness shit More than meets the eye like a fucking damn coincidence But don't even ask Carson, too busy on beer While you're busy not being here, you're busy having luck sheered And I know you want us so happy, but the shit you did? Severe You fucking put London on fire with everyone here Obviously not forgiving, you wanna start from the beginning? I swear that I'm not giving, and you think that I'm fucking kidding? I swear I'm always hearing, I'm gonna be filling Filling the air with expensive share of something that's just willing Put a sense in this bitch, not sick The reason why I stayed in there, cause I just don't give a shit I got the news a couple months ago that I'm sick Chronically ill, haven't told you, just go away with a flick These titles that I write for this album is so unified It's almost like I pick out certain people to see who will die Like a gladiator battle, but I wish that you could write Instead of me because I hate seeing my friends fucking die I heard about that book, 'Last Men in London' Don't remind me 'bout that shit, it's so redundant It makes me so sad to know you're a drunken Now this ship feels like my house, it's so sunken I dislike you no matter what, you love me even though My opinions and my cover I promise won't be blown Nothing out of my way, I don't want to pick up so So we don't talk and you can't leave a message right after the tone Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello, 2-L-O calling, 2-L-O calling) Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello, 2-L-O calling, 2-L-O calling) Coincidence, coincidence Coincidence, coincidence (Hello) (Hello)