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Okay it's me inside the four seat Strapped in with the homies, thought that I could Change the way I'm feeling Find a sense of meaning, but clearly I couldn't So we opened up the engine To listen to it sing man, but I can't hear no song And I can't find the key I ain't feel no beat, no hint of melody Either I'm losing sight Or the sun's in my eyes If you can't stay dry man, then why july? The songs in my head The things I ain't said Shit I'm getting by man, but why july? Cut to a close up on the real me My Kubrick stare in the backseat, been riding with the Riding with the broskis Singing brand new whip got no keys, these phonies can go Never mind, twenty two a waste of time It's truces, half-baked compromises I'm just tryna be the man By laying on the brakes again Either I'm losing sight Letras de cancionesOr the sun's in my eyes If you can't stay dry man, then why july? The songs in my head The things I ain't said Shit I'm getting by man, but why july? Why july? (x4) Why july? (x4) Why july (x4) Uh Why july (x4) From Letras Mania