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Love is simple and it ripples through us all
But it's the hardest place to land and a stupid place to fall
You feel involved and your time is the deposit
They can pause it when they wanna
And when they want
They take it all
Your door's revolver
And those who walk out of it
Beware when they return
What they offer you might be counterfeit
They pal around
Make you smile and while you clown a bit
You feel that somethin's off
Watch em scoff whenever you challenge it
It's all analysis
Trust your gut feelings
The more you push down
The closer your glass ceilings
The lines fill in
I couldn't be more drastic
Everybody can go
Only one spot in my casket
Uh
Burnin' for the race to average
We all the same
And all the pain
Is whatever happens
All of it is all the same
A ball and chain
A different game
With the same habits
Are we just that other rain
The greener grass
A mornin' pass
When the mournin' pass
Its all the past
Are we half
Are we all whole
Your side makes mine feel so low
People come and go
That's life is what i'm told
I miss my friend Mike
And i'll never see him old
And though i see his moms
I'm always feelin so wrong
That I don't visit as often
When my conscience brings it on
I don't talk to Ant
And I don't talk to John either
I barely speak to Dom unless its through a phone speaker
And I don't think its age
I think we know it's strange
That something always missin' that none of us wanna say
Hence the distance
I shoulda listened long that day
Instead all i did was nod and sent him on his way
Now im always feelin wrong
And each song i make
I feel the guilt build steady
Like a bridge i hate
I don't get faded
So i'm livin' in the world i made
And each memory's as fresh
As a flat top fade
The south side don't feel the same without you
That's why i'm livin' everyday
So people know about you
Burnin' for the race to average
We all the same
And all the pain
Is whatever happens
All of it is all the same
A ball and chain
A different game
With the same habits
Are we just that other rain
The greener grass
A mornin' pass
When the mournin' pass
It's all the past
Are we half
Are we all whole
Your side makes mine feel so low
But it's the hardest place to land and a stupid place to fall
You feel involved and your time is the deposit
They can pause it when they wanna
And when they want
They take it all
Your door's revolver
And those who walk out of it
Beware when they return
What they offer you might be counterfeit
They pal around
Make you smile and while you clown a bit
You feel that somethin's off
Watch em scoff whenever you challenge it
It's all analysis
Trust your gut feelings
The more you push down
The closer your glass ceilings
The lines fill in
I couldn't be more drastic
Everybody can go
Only one spot in my casket
Uh
Burnin' for the race to average
We all the same
And all the pain
Is whatever happens
All of it is all the same
A ball and chain
A different game
With the same habits
Are we just that other rain
The greener grass
A mornin' pass
When the mournin' pass
Its all the past
Are we half
Are we all whole
Your side makes mine feel so low
People come and go
That's life is what i'm told
I miss my friend Mike
And i'll never see him old
And though i see his moms
I'm always feelin so wrong
That I don't visit as often
When my conscience brings it on
I don't talk to Ant
And I don't talk to John either
I barely speak to Dom unless its through a phone speaker
And I don't think its age
I think we know it's strange
That something always missin' that none of us wanna say
Hence the distance
I shoulda listened long that day
Instead all i did was nod and sent him on his way
Now im always feelin wrong
And each song i make
I feel the guilt build steady
Like a bridge i hate
I don't get faded
So i'm livin' in the world i made
And each memory's as fresh
As a flat top fade
The south side don't feel the same without you
That's why i'm livin' everyday
So people know about you
Burnin' for the race to average
We all the same
And all the pain
Is whatever happens
All of it is all the same
A ball and chain
A different game
With the same habits
Are we just that other rain
The greener grass
A mornin' pass
When the mournin' pass
It's all the past
Are we half
Are we all whole
Your side makes mine feel so low
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Writer(s): Emanuel Mendes
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