Far Away
I just wanna feel something, I feel like I'm locked in a cage
But when the sun fades, all my demons come out to play
Feel like I'm running out of time, I gotta get it today, okay
I never thought I would be this way
Baby, I stay up in the fast lane
I'm about to step on the pedal, empty the gas tank
Like I made a deal with the devil, I'm popping champagne
Even though I got me some money, don't mean a damn thing
Isn't that a damn shame? Okay
TTG, I'm ready to go, I see you running
But these .223 will go through a door just like it's nothing, yeah
They hate me, but my baby, yeah, she hate me the most
But yeah, it's gravy, I'm just coolin'
I just took me a dose, I'm goin' ghost
Big body Benz and I'm slidin' it like a boat
Whole lotta M's in the bank, I need me some more
Girl, I'll take your shopping, buy everything in the store
I could take you out, yeah, wherever you wanna go
Look like an angel when you spread your wings
I see your angle, but I don't agree
I see the hurt in your eyes, you're like me
I'm not the man that you want me to be
I'm not the light that you need in your life
Why you keep staring? You're 'bout to go blind
Running in circles inside of my mind
I think I need me some distance, some distance
Far, far, far, far away
Burn my heart all the way
Far, far, far, far away
Far away
I just wanna feel something, I feel like I'm locked in a cage
But when the sun fades, all my demons come out to play
Feel like I'm running out of time, I gotta get it today, okay
I never thought I would be this way
Baby, I stay up in the fast lane
I'm about to step on the pedal, empty the gas tank
Like I made a deal with the devil, I'm popping champagne
Even though I got me some money, don't mean a damn thing
Isn't that a damn shame?
Far, far, far, far away
Burn my heart all the way
Far, far, far, far away
Far away
But when the sun fades, all my demons come out to play
Feel like I'm running out of time, I gotta get it today, okay
I never thought I would be this way
Baby, I stay up in the fast lane
I'm about to step on the pedal, empty the gas tank
Like I made a deal with the devil, I'm popping champagne
Even though I got me some money, don't mean a damn thing
Isn't that a damn shame? Okay
TTG, I'm ready to go, I see you running
But these .223 will go through a door just like it's nothing, yeah
They hate me, but my baby, yeah, she hate me the most
But yeah, it's gravy, I'm just coolin'
I just took me a dose, I'm goin' ghost
Big body Benz and I'm slidin' it like a boat
Whole lotta M's in the bank, I need me some more
Girl, I'll take your shopping, buy everything in the store
I could take you out, yeah, wherever you wanna go
Look like an angel when you spread your wings
I see your angle, but I don't agree
I see the hurt in your eyes, you're like me
I'm not the man that you want me to be
I'm not the light that you need in your life
Why you keep staring? You're 'bout to go blind
Running in circles inside of my mind
I think I need me some distance, some distance
Far, far, far, far away
Burn my heart all the way
Far, far, far, far away
Far away
I just wanna feel something, I feel like I'm locked in a cage
But when the sun fades, all my demons come out to play
Feel like I'm running out of time, I gotta get it today, okay
I never thought I would be this way
Baby, I stay up in the fast lane
I'm about to step on the pedal, empty the gas tank
Like I made a deal with the devil, I'm popping champagne
Even though I got me some money, don't mean a damn thing
Isn't that a damn shame?
Far, far, far, far away
Burn my heart all the way
Far, far, far, far away
Far away
Credits
Writer(s): Neil Amos, Tarik Luke Johnston
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