Loose Leaf
I know that you're lying but it's okay
Roaring like a lion in a felt cage
When's the last time you really felt safe?
You're wrapped up in your pride it's cause you don't change
City living's never felt so fly
But New York is a prison on a slow day
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
But really who am I to be choosy
Read between the lines of a loose leaf
Find your inner child in a two seat
On the high road you'll find a new speed
Been chasing it for miles it eludes me
City living's never felt so fly
But New York is a prison on a slow day
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
But really who am I to be choosy
I don't check my phone unless I think you're gonna die
If it's that bad you gotta show it to me
It's everything to me that you feel alright
But don't waste my time on a Tuesday
Set my alarm for once an hour and I'll hold you
This feels like the old you
You've been walking miles in the wrong shoes
Try to crack a smile I can't fold you
Existing in a cold room
Living in denial of a cold truth
City living's never felt so fly and the views real nice cause I'm living in denial
(But New York is a prison on a slow day)
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
(Read between the lines of a loose leaf)
But really who am I to be choosy
Stay on the east coast can't take people when they lie
I don't mind sleeping in a twin bed
I see the romance in the unsaid
I'm not far from home but it's a pretty long drive out to BWI
Roaring like a lion in a felt cage
When's the last time you really felt safe?
You're wrapped up in your pride it's cause you don't change
City living's never felt so fly
But New York is a prison on a slow day
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
But really who am I to be choosy
Read between the lines of a loose leaf
Find your inner child in a two seat
On the high road you'll find a new speed
Been chasing it for miles it eludes me
City living's never felt so fly
But New York is a prison on a slow day
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
But really who am I to be choosy
I don't check my phone unless I think you're gonna die
If it's that bad you gotta show it to me
It's everything to me that you feel alright
But don't waste my time on a Tuesday
Set my alarm for once an hour and I'll hold you
This feels like the old you
You've been walking miles in the wrong shoes
Try to crack a smile I can't fold you
Existing in a cold room
Living in denial of a cold truth
City living's never felt so fly and the views real nice cause I'm living in denial
(But New York is a prison on a slow day)
Getting lost between the lows and the highs
(Read between the lines of a loose leaf)
But really who am I to be choosy
Stay on the east coast can't take people when they lie
I don't mind sleeping in a twin bed
I see the romance in the unsaid
I'm not far from home but it's a pretty long drive out to BWI
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Bobley
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