Los York

I was lost in lost Angeles
And old in New York
Day old coffee sips
Hard to keep score

Tried to find myself in your spaces
Faking it, faking it
Grew Myself 'Til Sore
Making it, am I making it

Your facade it shines so bright
What's really on your mind?
'Cause I'm thinking that it's time
You know I'm right, you know I'm right

When the gains don't outweigh the loss
And misplaced drive
The fall into chaos
Is quick class divide

Tried to find myself in your spaces
Faking it, faking it
Grew Myself 'Til Sore
Making it, am I making it

Your facade it shines so bright
What's really on your mind?
'Cause I'm thinking that it's time
You know I'm right, you know I'm right

Your facade it shines so bright
What's really on your mind?
Thinkin' that it might time
You know I'm right, you know I'm right

The skyline sees right through me
When it seeks, I hide
I thought I'd like to be seen
Died after the homicide

The skyline sees right through me
When it seeks, I hide
I thought I'd like to be seen
Died after the homicide

Your facade it shines so bright
What's really on your mind?
'Cause I'm thinking that it's time
You know I'm right, you know I'm right

Your facade it shines so bright
What's really on your mind?
Thinkin' that it might time
You know I'm right, you know I'm right



Credits
Writer(s): James Stedman, Alex Stedman
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