I got no job

Hindsight, hindsight
I'm coming in time
It's calling me out
It's not a dedication

Why you, why you
Are getting some too
Just tell me truth
It's not a medication

Dreams of a picture
Running out the window
And falling of the twenty-fifth floor

I can try hindsight
Stuck in my mind
Stuck in my mind
I stand by my side
Stuck in my mind

Can't stop, can't stop
I feel it down low
I see in slow-mo
Rid me of the complications now

Frozen I'm stuck
And out the shock
It's fucking me up
Rid me of the conversation now

Dreams of a picture
Running out the window
With you on the twenty-fifth floor

I can try hindsight
Stuck in my mind
Stuck in my mind
I stand by my side
Stuck in my mind



Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Bojorquez
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