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I'll gladly my split my last
Cigarette with anyone who cares enough to ask
New York moves too fast
And LA makes me hate myself, and get shameful of my past
But you don't seem half bad
No you don't seem half bad
Don't know what's in my cup, don't ask
Don't ask me what i'll tell my friends bout us
Cuz i know it won't last
The shadow that i cast's a storm cloud
You're in over your head
You won't keep up with what comes next
I move a million miles a minute
But you seem steps ahead of me
Can't look back like im walking on a tightrope
And i know
Think too much and i fuck up how my night goes
And i know
Can't see straight i'd feel better with my eyes closed
And i know
Life's gone different than you wished when you were young
Baby i hate admit you're not the only one
The old me'd see me and get pissed off
How the fuck i'm 22 and only got this far
But that was back then
Hated looking in the mirror but that's past tense
I wish i could tell myself what's boutta happen
Somethings boutta happen
Trust me we gon laugh when it's over
I'll gladly split my last
Cigarette with someone who wants it
Tell stories from your past
That make me seem less obnoxious
You can use my skin to ash
It'll just distress my conscience
I'm tired of looking back
And i hope you know
Can't look back like im walking on a tightrope
And i know
Think too much and i fuck up how my night goes
And i know
Can't see straight i'd feel better with my eyes closed
Cause i know
Cause i know
Can't look back like im walking on a tightrope
And i know
Think too much and i fuck up how my night goes
And i know
Can't see straight i'd feel better with my eyes closed
And i know
And i know