Hard times, everyone lies
Love dies turning 27
In time, tumbling dice
I might lean into the ending
I'm a lot like your sister
I'm a lot like your sister
My first love to say my last rights
Handcuffed in Panorama City
Half dead in a double brass bed
A cold sweat, isn't it a pity
I'm a lot like your sister
I'm a lot like your sister
Everyone I've tied up
The've been tied up way too long
Every time I'm tied up
I get tied up way too long
Hard times, keep your head right
Cops fire & everyone's forgiven
A short trip from Harlem slit wrists
Watch you all night sweating out your demons
I'm a lot like your sister
I'm a lot like your sister
I'm alone like your sister
