No caro light
But I lightened up
Fuck a candle light, the moon's bright enough
I never meant to make you fall in love
No I never
But it's out of my gloves
Always in a rush like I'm running late
Agree to meet at 6 then I show up at 8
Bad habits
They make you frustrated
I can tell by just looking at your face
Me and my mates were low lives
Living the high life
I load a thirty 35 and freeze 36 highlights
Store that shit away
You know my memory is shite
I should really try to dump some cargo
Free some space for some new shit that I hold
Real close to my chest like a locket
The shit that held me tight
The shit that held me close
Just like a cross stitch
Finger on the trigger
Make the sinner shiver
Sweat dripping downs his face made the dinner bitter
Unstable, unable to prevent dissociation
Starting his morning with a "dear mirror"
Laws of attraction and gravity on a beer dipper
Day sipper crowned winner
Cause he a slick bidder
Ex-quitter pictured
Drowned in glitter post-thriller
Definition of a scale tipper figured, huh
1 on 1
Step back
Three
Dub
Swish
Instant come back or rather rollback
Worth more than ten thousand Prozacs
Highlights becoming instant-classic throwbacks, huh
We step it up
Another gust, and surely we mess it up
Belief in our fate being délicat
Only reason behind our will to lace 'em up
