Sixteen (Chicken Tendies) Is a Lot
I'll watch
As you open my mind
Instill what you have learned into those who need it most
And you'll dodge
But you'll open my eyes
To everything around me that I've failed to recognize is truly
Mine
And I introspect
Superiority a crutch for avoiding to connect
But awareness doesn't do a thing
If I'm not capable of change
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that you carry my weight
Recognizing that there's a better play
Coming to terms, losing a piece, gaining the same
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that I'm laying my claim
Cause at this point I'm wasting away
And I can tell that you've done the same
My decline
As I reach for your skies
And you're shining so bright, highlight all of my lies
On a day after class when all I can see
Are the lights in your eyes
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that you carry my weight
Recognizing that there's a better play
Coming to terms, losing a piece, gaining the same
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that I'm laying my claim
Cause at this point I'm wasting away
And I can tell that you've done the same
As you open my mind
Instill what you have learned into those who need it most
And you'll dodge
But you'll open my eyes
To everything around me that I've failed to recognize is truly
Mine
And I introspect
Superiority a crutch for avoiding to connect
But awareness doesn't do a thing
If I'm not capable of change
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that you carry my weight
Recognizing that there's a better play
Coming to terms, losing a piece, gaining the same
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that I'm laying my claim
Cause at this point I'm wasting away
And I can tell that you've done the same
My decline
As I reach for your skies
And you're shining so bright, highlight all of my lies
On a day after class when all I can see
Are the lights in your eyes
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that you carry my weight
Recognizing that there's a better play
Coming to terms, losing a piece, gaining the same
Baggy shirts, skinny jeans, nothing's changed
Except the way that I'm laying my claim
Cause at this point I'm wasting away
And I can tell that you've done the same
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Writer(s): Aakaash Rohra
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