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点击复制Satellites & Rearview Mirrors (Explicit) - Khary/Maesu
Lyrics by：Khary Durgans/Joel Mason Tanner/Austin Sardoni/Andrew M. Galvan
I can't play the sidelines
Releasing these flaws of mine
Tea leaves help my thoughts align
I need to let go
Open doors like suicide
Keeping me from living life
Tea leaves help my thoughts align
Think I'm too close to you
Satellites rearview mirrors and I
I can't reach for the sky
And for you at the same time
Chipped my tooth on your pride
Filled my shoes up with ice
Sing your songs till I cry
What you are don't make me yeah
What you know don't make life
Pick a side pick a side won't you
That big forehead must be good for something don't you
Overthink it overthink it
Well think a little
You can't grasp what's out your reach
If you stay in the middle
If you keep living in the past
You'll have a lot of rent dude
Screw or wrench you'll have to come up with something
Like tommy pickles
It's a sticky situation tryna change fate
It's like stepping on the wine and tryna make grapes
But Imma do it anyway
Even if that means that I'll be canceling my dinner dates
A room full of fumes I'm thinking it's time to ventilate
I'm not attacking you I'm just protecting my energy
Power level ten thousand
But who's counting thoughts flow out my pen's fountain
Now you drowning focusing on my intent
Feel like fifty cent many men
I can't play the sidelines
Releasing these flaws of mine
Tea leaves help my thoughts align
I need to let go
Open doors like suicide
Keeping me from living life
Tea leaves help my thoughts align
Think I'm too close to you
Satellites rearview mirrors and I
I can't reach for the sky
And for you at the same time
Chipped my tooth on your pride
Filled my shoes up with ice
Sing your songs till I cry
What you are don't make me
What you know don't make life
I know what you're saying the saying's family first
But lately I wanna skip holidays seeing family hurts
A fraction of what we used to be
Standing around the casket but no one will read the eulogy
We're all on our phones in different rooms
S**t ain't really felt like a home since my mother moved
I think I'm too close to you
Blood related strangers doing s**t that we're supposed to do
But if not for our D N A
Would we even be pretending we like each other
My brother showed up late and my brother don't like my brother
And I can't help but wonder
Maybe if I get rich I could buy time
Every years a difference in allegiance on the sidelines
Often conflicted
Though I'd rather be ignant
My friends ask me how my trip was
Can't gather a sentence
S**t feels a little broken at the moment
But regardless of the trouble
I say all that to say all this
I can't play the side
Think I'm too close to you
Sweet as it seems
I gotta let go
Chipped my tooth on your pride
Leaves ain't freeing my mind
Think I'm too close