Dave Franco

Is there anything you want people to do?
(Laughs) What do you mean, in this world?
Yeah, I guess!
Just be good to one another, man, you know, like, the negative - negativity is just... people are just negative on their own and they deal with it, you know? So if you're negative to others, then it just makes it harder for everybody. You know what I mean?
Yeah, man!
Everyone should, like, at least... at least pretend that they're happy. Even if they're not. Just lie about it.
We do. That's part of our job.
Keep doing that, because we need those lies.

Dave Franco play him now in the documentary
Debt paid thanks to monster energy
Hates to owe, call it common chemistry
Vase of water still a thoughtful centerpiece
Stopped pretending he got the recipe
Bought the remedy
Sought the doc & dumped thoughts, she mended me
Mentioned all the flaws taught her everything
Heed the call to arms, conquer memories
Comatose
Boy, you're so close to overdose
Know you're smokin those dosidos
Poisoned choice so he boils over
And avoids the issue with white noise
Tired of using inside voice
Tryin to get you to fight more
And pry truth from the lies I was told
Find the code
He cut it kind of close
So you should try it slow
No room to fight a clone
Hope you expire old
But you the type to know
Music bitin on the low
Nuisance like you got to go
Standin in line when he handin out cds
See these lines, be like "it seems easy"
Previous lifetime speaking freely
ET in the LV scenery
Need to phone home much more frequently
Receipts keep me in the greenery
Given my last name
Get in my fast lane
Hid him away; no place in the rat race
Get an unmarked space in the basement
Make it till the next paid vacation
Don't face him when takin the painkillers
Motivation in chasing the same feeling
Won't wait for the scapegoat; bass notes there to take him away to a place he can lay low
To the top if you're still alive
Turn hide and hope you don't get caught in the scythe
It's on sight
Claimin all the gall in a fight
And jackknife in the call of an audible plight
Yeah, right
(Cause you know, like...
You the loudest every time
and you ain't doin shit)
Won a larger part in the get down
Won't stop until six houses
With the marble walls and kitchen counters
Bottle service his business outing
Insistent on his opinion, found he knew shit about it
Quick fixes stalled him, dismissin calls sayin "hit the showers"
Print the power
This, his hour

Can't be straight with it
Can't tell you what I mean
Hate being fake with you
But I can't tell you what I think
Fan service cut our keys
Banterin with ganders at who I'd be
Can't turn the handle, it seems too easy
Plans surely canceled, he been deceiving
Master of the answers, speaking freely
Askin her if that hurts more than heals me
Past the appeal and breathin
Have to ease the people, don't think of reasons
You were never needed for deeper feelings
Keep your ego clean of the heat you're dealing
Bring a mask and keep the inaction free from
Ideally all three of your personas
You won't get by if you don't grow up
Emotions high but I won't go nuts
Devoted tryin to shoulder us
Moment is dying
Holding a phone for a light won't expose all the holes we ignored in our lives
Going through motions, we try to ignite a new fire and know it's a lie
Find a reusable line to get through in the strife
Moments in time, we coped and we cried
I know we survive, I know we alright



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Writer(s): Alex Larrabee
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