pockets
I'm tired of fake fortunes being sold
I'm tired of my tyres burning rubber on the roads
Tired of the distance, the lengths that I go to
Tryna get a bit of credit from you
Fuck that, real love feels real
So I don't need to try to synthesize the feel
I'm tryna unlock doors with these musical keys
My friends puff trees, turn a Z to a G
Oh, no
And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys
Indulgently, 'cause I do this for me
I know
And it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
And consumption lies at the heart of my bad habits
I live in a world where I want, but can't have it
Tell me why that is the way it is
I need some real love, to feel real
But people all around me still try to leave the ties that feel
I'm tryna unlock doors with these musical keys
Habitually, I smoke a Z to a G
Oh, no
And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys
It's no wonder why I make no Ps
I know
But it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
It just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
And it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
I'm tired of my tyres burning rubber on the roads
Tired of the distance, the lengths that I go to
Tryna get a bit of credit from you
Fuck that, real love feels real
So I don't need to try to synthesize the feel
I'm tryna unlock doors with these musical keys
My friends puff trees, turn a Z to a G
Oh, no
And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys
Indulgently, 'cause I do this for me
I know
And it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
And consumption lies at the heart of my bad habits
I live in a world where I want, but can't have it
Tell me why that is the way it is
I need some real love, to feel real
But people all around me still try to leave the ties that feel
I'm tryna unlock doors with these musical keys
Habitually, I smoke a Z to a G
Oh, no
And all I do is twinkle the ivory keys
It's no wonder why I make no Ps
I know
But it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
It just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
And it just feels a little bit like
Somebody cut a hole in my pockets
'Cause I've been tryna do this right
With no profits and the loss, I can't stop it
Credits
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Samuel Edward Hewitt, Murray Cameron Matravers
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