Empathy
You gotta let me know
Yeah you gotta let me know
You gotta let me know
Is it me or the clowns on the telephone
Blah blah, chatting loads, so I'm on my own
Thinking bout' the times I was in the snow, no coat
Now I'm lost at sea and there's no boat
Times change, I don't
So I can't see the hate like my eyes close
Blowing out smoke like spyro
Thinking how my friends turnt enemy
Knives in my back, lackin' on the empathy
Dressed in all black like I'm chilling at a cemetery
Chilling with the gang, sippin' on a remedy
Growing in a place so street like sesame
No talk to frank, I don't want a better me
Just lean and cali weed cos it keep my sanity
Tryna cut bad vibes out like calories
So I gotta watch who's close to the end
Riding round town with no new friends
You gotta let me know
Is it me or the clowns on the telephone
Blah blah, chatting loads, so I'm on my own
Thinking bout' the times I was in the snow, no coat
Now I'm lost at sea and there's no boat
Times change, I don't
So I can't see the hate like my eyes close
Blowing out smoke like spyro
Thinking how my friends turnt enemy
Knives in my back, lackin' on the empathy
Dressed in all black like I'm chilling at a cemetery
Chilling with the gang, sippin' on a remedy
Growing in a place so street like sesame
No talk to frank, I don't want a better me
Just lean and cali weed cos it keep my sanity
Tryna cut bad vibes out like calories
So I gotta watch who's close to the end
Riding round town with no new friends
Yeah you gotta let me know
You gotta let me know
Is it me or the clowns on the telephone
Blah blah, chatting loads, so I'm on my own
Thinking bout' the times I was in the snow, no coat
Now I'm lost at sea and there's no boat
Times change, I don't
So I can't see the hate like my eyes close
Blowing out smoke like spyro
Thinking how my friends turnt enemy
Knives in my back, lackin' on the empathy
Dressed in all black like I'm chilling at a cemetery
Chilling with the gang, sippin' on a remedy
Growing in a place so street like sesame
No talk to frank, I don't want a better me
Just lean and cali weed cos it keep my sanity
Tryna cut bad vibes out like calories
So I gotta watch who's close to the end
Riding round town with no new friends
You gotta let me know
Is it me or the clowns on the telephone
Blah blah, chatting loads, so I'm on my own
Thinking bout' the times I was in the snow, no coat
Now I'm lost at sea and there's no boat
Times change, I don't
So I can't see the hate like my eyes close
Blowing out smoke like spyro
Thinking how my friends turnt enemy
Knives in my back, lackin' on the empathy
Dressed in all black like I'm chilling at a cemetery
Chilling with the gang, sippin' on a remedy
Growing in a place so street like sesame
No talk to frank, I don't want a better me
Just lean and cali weed cos it keep my sanity
Tryna cut bad vibes out like calories
So I gotta watch who's close to the end
Riding round town with no new friends
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