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The doors open My left foot sitting on the driveway You lookin’ at me sideways You tryna predict what I might say But my mind ain’t here now, I’m thinking ‘bout the highway Gone with the gust Sing songs for the bombs that fall in the dusk We all want a little too much Tryna clutch anything close enough to touch And if I had the means I would never be the mascot of y’ll team Y’ll judging trials I’m shoveling miles Wanna go home and try to grow a couple of smiles So I shift to the capital N It happened before and it’ll happen again Roll backwards into the street Now talk amongst yourselves but try to keep it on beat I got at least ten minutes to live You not a thief just simulative There’s no need to be a difficult finish You can see you ain’t the only one considering getting it in Claim that you ain’t afraid to die Then why are you afraid to fly? You better face the heights Get your bravery stripes or get your name denied Letras de cancionesCause you was waiting for a safer ride God bless I set up the bricks Step through the mess didn't wreck the kicks Dreamt that I lept off the edge of the ciff Came back said the bodies up in heaven were thick Changing lanes and re-arranging life I ain’t tryna chase a trail of tail-lights Manage pain to get the placement right Stand up straight when you say goodnight And each broken glass shows a different view I deal the truth y’ll pick and choose This ain’t a game for you to win or lose But I, never been in your shoes But I, never make supper with suckers It ain’t nothing if it ain’t about hunger You think you cuttin’ the lumber And I would love to be a fly on the cupboard Whenever that bubble ruptures And even when we save the day We never do it believing that we don’t make mistakes You don’t need to recognize my face I’m trying to fly through time and space Too late to erase me With the windows down, January on Lake Street Poppa got a brand new can of paint Put your hands in the air like you work at the bank From Letras Mania