Park Club Lane

park club lane, wouldn't be the same
and you know it's fake love like aspartame
she hit the booger sugar til it rotted her brain
thought the vision was clear til she filled it with grain
found beauty in the chaos
I love you til this day
only find it in a seance
so i had to run away
I can't show you but I love you from a far
I know you can't say but the times have been real hard
and when we connect we never skip a beat
we had the chance to leave we couldn't move our feet
But shit ain't sweet
now my heart ripped open all over the beat
that's that fake love call it aspartame
cuz ain't shit sweet and you are the same
I can take the risk, I won't take the blame
they told me dont talk with girls from park club lane

Park Club Lane wouldn't be the same
Park Club Lane wouldn't be the same
Park Club Lane wouldn't be the same
Park Club Lane wouldn't be the same

figure yourself out
well how do you figure?
cuz the gun barrel warm
and your fingers on the trigger
be a bigger man and I tried to be bigger
but the thoughts dig deeper when time makes em linger
she blame her ex man but it's the same old trends
it's the same old means to the same old ends
look inside yourself and quit playing pretend
it's the way you are and I can't comprehend
rich bitch with the Beamer just searching for thrills
drive that white girl, til she's off the rails
she got fentanyl dreams while I'm playin the scales
and she feining for the fix but it's the thought that kills
on park clube lane, the streets givin me chills, uh
streets giving me chills, uh
on park club lane the streets giving me chills
giving me chills, uh

I don't want you to come home tonight
I'm just moving slow tonight
You can't do this on your own
No, you can't do it on your own



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Malikowski, Nathan English
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