Lay Low
Fading consciousness
Thought that i was sick
Fell in love with it
A plan i couldn't stick
Doing magic tricks
Tried to get rich quick
Powder me the touch
They become a crutch
Selling all my shit
Gotta start fresh kid
A place in montreal
Never owned a gun at all
Disconnected from all the faces formed
Purgatory inflected an instance
How do i just go with it?
If we were closer id be sick
How do i just go with it?
Don't just touch me
I'll be sick
I was lying
Get out quick
Thought that i was sick
Fell in love with it
A plan i couldn't stick
Doing magic tricks
Tried to get rich quick
Powder me the touch
They become a crutch
Selling all my shit
Gotta start fresh kid
A place in montreal
Never owned a gun at all
Disconnected from all the faces formed
Purgatory inflected an instance
How do i just go with it?
If we were closer id be sick
How do i just go with it?
Don't just touch me
I'll be sick
I was lying
Get out quick
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Writer(s): Erik Belz, Kelsey Klingensmith
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