Trickery and Illusions

I could pick your face out of a crowd of a hundred
The fruits of our labor would be bunches of bunches
I said crunches and scrunchies for our future children
All I know is I'mma stay, stay feeling like

Trickery and illusions
Stick with me we'll get through this
Sit with me but dont pity me and
We'll get a room with a view yeah

The crowds go crazy they go nuts
Crash the whip and do donuts
And my girl she's a bonus
In a split second, I'm grown up

Give me a time give me a place don't need a reason for you
Give me a sign you know I'll wait gone kill your demons for you
Take your brain and fake a game and make you faint against my chest
Switch the sitch bridge the ridge get your best I could

Yeah I could
Yeah I could
Yeah I could

Yeah I could
Yeah I could
Yeah I could

I'm the one for you, no holding back
I will run to you, be the thing you lack
Smile with your eyes yeah you'll think I'm funny
Laugh till you cry and your nose is runny

Ooo I could
Ooo I could
I could

Ooo I could
Ooo I could
I could



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Writer(s): Max Church
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