Let You Down
Cut it loose and get away
Keeping hope for better days
Life is short or so they say
So you'll just find a new reason to walk away
Slam it down and watch it grow
Analyze the overthrow
Third down long analogy
So you parlay your chi yea you barely get free
I shouldn't let you down, hedges bigger all around
Keep keeping on in the underground, yeah!
Over and over we keep getting older
You hope to get bolder but you just shrug your shoulders
Get a little bit of love to be, get a little in emergency
Lack of vision, oh yea you'll see!
Drink it down and smoke it up
All those things you can't give up
I like sugar in my tea
One lump or two lumps it don't matter to me
I'd never let you drown, just gets better all around
Keep your head down on the ground! c'mon!
Fucking with technology
Use whatever can't you see?
It's all triviality, it's your reality, it's pure banality!
Put yourself in someone else's shoes
Yea you can't win and they can't lose
I guess we all have to pay our dues
But here's the rub
You gotta sell your soul to truly sing the blues
I should of let you down
Chances, luck, and dirty frowns
Keep it tuned to the sound of brown!
Keeping hope for better days
Life is short or so they say
So you'll just find a new reason to walk away
Slam it down and watch it grow
Analyze the overthrow
Third down long analogy
So you parlay your chi yea you barely get free
I shouldn't let you down, hedges bigger all around
Keep keeping on in the underground, yeah!
Over and over we keep getting older
You hope to get bolder but you just shrug your shoulders
Get a little bit of love to be, get a little in emergency
Lack of vision, oh yea you'll see!
Drink it down and smoke it up
All those things you can't give up
I like sugar in my tea
One lump or two lumps it don't matter to me
I'd never let you drown, just gets better all around
Keep your head down on the ground! c'mon!
Fucking with technology
Use whatever can't you see?
It's all triviality, it's your reality, it's pure banality!
Put yourself in someone else's shoes
Yea you can't win and they can't lose
I guess we all have to pay our dues
But here's the rub
You gotta sell your soul to truly sing the blues
I should of let you down
Chances, luck, and dirty frowns
Keep it tuned to the sound of brown!
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Writer(s): Carey Peak
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