Pr 21
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Miniature people growing old
Years that go by
Missing someone you loved
Drunk crying
Laying on a couch
In New Years Eve
Shit last line even applies to me
Making yourself fall in love
To someone you're not
'Cus you're scared of
Dying alone
Getting scared
'Cus she dyed her hair
Thinking "This is it"
She took her first step
Not telling anyone how you feel
Writing on your little notebook
Whatever it is
That's on your mind
Recording everything on videotape
Hoping once you're gone
Everything will make sense
That one's on me
But I do not care to explain
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
I'm scared
Imma be too old
To die young
That I'll never get to call a place home
21 this week
Last night I was 16
Time's a bitch
When you blink and miss it
And peace be to all the people
I don't hang with anymore
Some were choices
Other assholes
If you don't know who they are
You're the latter
I miss the city where the night would stay
Working title's just a fancy name
I'm sorry I put pressure on you
But could you make the world turn orange?
Just for a while
I wanna stare at the sky with you
It sucks the world's ending
I'm glad that the world's ending
'Cus I don't think
I would have ever known
How people feel when they're having fun
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Miniature people growing old
Years that go by
Missing someone you loved
Drunk crying
Laying on a couch
In New Years Eve
Shit last line even applies to me
Making yourself fall in love
To someone you're not
'Cus you're scared of
Dying alone
Getting scared
'Cus she dyed her hair
Thinking "This is it"
She took her first step
Not telling anyone how you feel
Writing on your little notebook
Whatever it is
That's on your mind
Recording everything on videotape
Hoping once you're gone
Everything will make sense
That one's on me
But I do not care to explain
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
I'm scared
Imma be too old
To die young
That I'll never get to call a place home
21 this week
Last night I was 16
Time's a bitch
When you blink and miss it
And peace be to all the people
I don't hang with anymore
Some were choices
Other assholes
If you don't know who they are
You're the latter
I miss the city where the night would stay
Working title's just a fancy name
I'm sorry I put pressure on you
But could you make the world turn orange?
Just for a while
I wanna stare at the sky with you
It sucks the world's ending
I'm glad that the world's ending
'Cus I don't think
I would have ever known
How people feel when they're having fun
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Second story you told me
Got me fucked up
If it weren't for this motherfucker
You'd be fine
And it's shitty to think
This verse can apply
To like 7 different people
But they'd kill me if I tried
To specify, or explain
All my lyrics are based
On the thing they say
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Salas
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