Low Expectations
Gold chains ain't mean change for me
New cities new page
New house same old days for me
Can't change my ways
I'm focused on here today
I'll focus on you tomorrow
I know lately we both suffering
But I got no joy you can borrow
Cynicism only goes so far
Been a minute since they towed my car
Little visions of a sold out bar
I dream with low expectations
I aim for the stars
But I never shoot for the stars
I Keep my hand out the jar
I dream with low expectations
Little side things all wanna find center
So I don't mind being lost in the line send me home
I can't decide why I like to side with sinners
'Cause little lies tend to climb up the spine chilling bones
And everything leads everyone to the back bar
Where the lights off and the curtains close
And the peace comes but it never shows
And it's all lies but it's okay, cause the suns out
And we're here to stay, and it's my life, live it my way
But I gotta keep it on the up and up right
Cynicism only goes so far
Been a minute since they towed my car
Little visions of a sold out bar
I dream with low expectations
I aim for the stars
But I never shoot for the stars
I Keep my hand out the jar
I dream with low expectations
Little side things all wanna find center
So I don't mind being lost in the line send me home
I can't decide why I like to side with sinners
'Cause little lies tend to climb up the spine chilling bones
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
New cities new page
New house same old days for me
Can't change my ways
I'm focused on here today
I'll focus on you tomorrow
I know lately we both suffering
But I got no joy you can borrow
Cynicism only goes so far
Been a minute since they towed my car
Little visions of a sold out bar
I dream with low expectations
I aim for the stars
But I never shoot for the stars
I Keep my hand out the jar
I dream with low expectations
Little side things all wanna find center
So I don't mind being lost in the line send me home
I can't decide why I like to side with sinners
'Cause little lies tend to climb up the spine chilling bones
And everything leads everyone to the back bar
Where the lights off and the curtains close
And the peace comes but it never shows
And it's all lies but it's okay, cause the suns out
And we're here to stay, and it's my life, live it my way
But I gotta keep it on the up and up right
Cynicism only goes so far
Been a minute since they towed my car
Little visions of a sold out bar
I dream with low expectations
I aim for the stars
But I never shoot for the stars
I Keep my hand out the jar
I dream with low expectations
Little side things all wanna find center
So I don't mind being lost in the line send me home
I can't decide why I like to side with sinners
'Cause little lies tend to climb up the spine chilling bones
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
Gold chains are a lie
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Writer(s): Christopher Wright
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