The city watches through exhaust my advice
As I read you by time
24 is far too young to be this chained
But I still remember when it felt like we were friends
Before the hindout went through your hand
Slam the door in my face, if you need to
Just be honest, just be honest with me
Slam the door in my face, if you need to
Just be honest, just be honest with me
Sounds of winning fade contraction in off the tip of your tongue
If it’s the best to fight fire with fire, then I’ll do you fine in decision
How do you fight?
Slam the door in my face, if you need to
Just be honest, just be honest with me
Slam the door in my face, if you need to
Just be honest, for once in your life
Just be honest with me
I’m sick of shoe tan letters
Can’t find what really matters
I’m sick, sky and ceiling, fucked up and bleeding
I’m sick of shoe tan letters
So fuck the world, it gives me no buff
That’s right, it’s only just begun