*67 (USA)
real nigga losing his sanity
[Intro: *67 & Melissa Hutchison]
(Why, why, why can you not understand me?)
Sometimes I write messages just hoping that you'll notice it
Barest of the words have spoken, lately I’ve been hoping—, *DJ scratches*
By the time you hear this, I'll be burning like a fireplace
Sorry that I'll always be three million miles away (Aww)
You would not understand, nor could you understand, that’s why I must do what I must do
[Verse]
Sometimes I write messages just hoping that you'll notice it
Barest of the words have spoken, lately I've been hoping if
By—, *DJ scratches*
-e you hear this, I'll be burning likе a fireplace
Sorry that I'll always be three million milеs away
I could hear you drowning from the surfaces beneath
If I ever had a chance I feel that I could be at ease