Top Songs By Henry Mosto
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Henry Mosto
Songwriter
Lyrics
Down the road, down the line
I haven't felt like this in a long time
Ignore the pain, ease our minds
My sober lips your blunted eye
Down the road, life is fine
No fake in my smile it's genuine
Replaced misbehaviors
You tried a thousand times, tried a thousand times
Can't think twice, Can't think twice
It'd be nice, it'd be nice
No advice, no advice
Can suffice, can suffice
For the look in her eyes
On an aimless Sunday night
Can you hold my replaced misbehaviors
I started again, I started again, I start I started
Holding a hand, holding a hand, holding holding
I'm fucking a friend, fucking a friend, fucking fucking
Don't go to bed, don't go to bed
I'm having trouble understanding feelings that's praying
I'll send a thousand black hearts just to express that I'm craving you
Replaced Misbehaviors
Down the road, down the line
I haven't felt like this in a long time
Ignore the pain, ease our minds
My sober lips, your blunted eye
Down the road, life is fine
No fake in my smile it's genuine
Replaced misbehaviors
You're my little bae every other day
Hoping that you stay every other day
Coping with your face kiss away the pain
My manager just said you got other pay
Camera self-aware like a mother lace
Can't believe you'd wear all them other things
Without me to stare like a lover thing
I'm wondering if I should leave a note no
You fucking hate your fucking friends
If you say you ok I'm ok
If you're gonna go go away
Replace and misbehave I'll wait
Wake up in a layaway
Why did your friends go away
I'm the best one poppin' right now
I don't need a crowd
No that's not what this shit is about
Know your ex bitch got my brothers hammy downs
I'm still rolling her a spliff even though I can't smoke
You making me honest I don't got fake emosh
Hear the ice break below us yeah that shit is kinda dope
Wish we were ten years older and that we could live alone
In the woods far from everybody throw away our phone
Backwoods in her busy body she don't stay at home
I had a dream Zendaya broke her finger to this song
We was used to playing Mario kart
Smoking out the bong
Now I'm straight on that CBD
And I'm on that shit alone
Replaced Misbehaviors
Down the road, down the line
I haven't felt like this in a long time
Ignore the pain, ease our minds
My sober lips your blunted eye
Down the road, life is fine
No fake in my smile is genuine
Replaced misbehaviors
Writer(s): Henry Mosto
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