Berkeley

Who decides that we need love each time it lets you down?
Keeps you crawling back for more.
In your favourite evening gown, smiling with your head down.
[?] And no ones here to leave you out.
Now in the golden hour, [?
] with your head down, blinded by your lack of doubt.
They got the best of you, spit you out before they chew.
Clear the o and no ones here to let you loose.
Who decides in the early stage of life
who should stay? Don't you ever feel afraid.
In the urgency of the day
Who let you in?
Now in the golden hour,
spotted down on Valerie you see it changing colours now.
And the moment never helps so you focus on
your wealth, wear the suit swallow the pill.
Who let you in?
Who decides in the early stage of life
who should stay? Don't you ever feel afraid.
In the urgency of the day



Credits
Writer(s): Lincoln Lute, Gordon Taylor, Christopher Panerio, Marshall Hunt
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