Blue Atlanta
Gave myself a haircut with my eyes closed
Changing faiths everyday,
I don't have a problem with my ghosts
Cause they all know my name
Tell me when the rain hits your window
Do you still see the sun go down
In the middle of the night we would tip toe around
Just looking for a light in blue atlanta
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
(It's kinda funny)
It's kinda funny tryna take the high road
When I've done the same
Making plans with every single shadow
That walks my way
Tell me when the rain hits your window
Do you still see the sun go down
In the middle of the night we would tip toe around
Just looking for a light in blue atlanta
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
Floating through the lost and found
Gone in the middle of the night, (I'll always be)
I'll always be yours for now
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
Changing faiths everyday,
I don't have a problem with my ghosts
Cause they all know my name
Tell me when the rain hits your window
Do you still see the sun go down
In the middle of the night we would tip toe around
Just looking for a light in blue atlanta
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
(It's kinda funny)
It's kinda funny tryna take the high road
When I've done the same
Making plans with every single shadow
That walks my way
Tell me when the rain hits your window
Do you still see the sun go down
In the middle of the night we would tip toe around
Just looking for a light in blue atlanta
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
Floating through the lost and found
Gone in the middle of the night, (I'll always be)
I'll always be yours for now
I hear the chalkboard scratch
See you later I guess
I love you not your past
See you later I guess
Think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve
Never made it out the mud but I got clean
I gotta pass
But see you later I guess
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Michael Feigenbaum, Lars Stalfors, Nate Donmoyer, Liam Hall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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