Hang Tight, Be Scared

Do I ever think about it
Falling flat on my face
I want to taste it

Do I really ever think about it
All of this work for absolutely nothing

You talk the talk then
Walk the walk
I'm clocking my 10,000 miles
I'm on the phone with my ma
Something like I'm sorry about that time

Hang tight, be scared
Hate to break it but this life ain't fair
So fuck the rules don't be a fool
And get out of your own head
Take a deep breath

You talk the talk then
Walk the walk
I'm clocking my 10,000 miles
I'm on the phone with my sister
Just trying to get some help from her again

You talk the talk then
Walk the walk
I'm clocking my 10,000 miles
I'm on the phone with my pa
Something like I'm sorry about that time



Credits
Writer(s): David Medina
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