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Eyo
Some days in life
You'll find yourself in tears
Can't find the time
And the words to speak
With black dreams and white nights
Wondering why you're more sad than the moonlight
Yo
You go sleep when out there's the sunlight
Bright night you stay up past bed time
Writing your diary on the 12th
With your head in the sky but you know you can't tell

What if feels to be the second
Being angry so much 'cause I've never been your second
I've been searching for your face everywhere
And then came back to the place where we met
Uh

It just takes some time to see
That feelings don't grow on trees
It just feels like melody
But it feels like summer
Go in the backseat of your dreams
Changing your life for what it seems
That won't build your way to be
But it feels like summer

Remember when you told me you'd never do me wrong?
Do I really need to tell you what you have really done?
But am I still in the wrong?
You went with my fucking friend and you still wanting some?
Yo, Yo
I'll never be the same with you because you have no clue
I could have gave you the world and a pretty life but you
Chose a dumbass guy with nothing to give but lies
And now you looking at him with them eyes

Stop writing to me dumbass excuses
Not saying you really getting excluded
Because you lost me as a friend
Doesn't mean I don't wanna see you eat again, girl
Make up your motherfucking head

It just takes some time to see
That feelings don't grow on trees
It just feels like melody
But it feels like summer
Go in the backseat of your dreams
Changing your life for what it seems
That won't build your way to be
But it feels like summer

Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok
You thought about locking me up
What this all about?
A few things going on
I can't tell you now
'Cause i keep my secrets
In my safe house
Yeah, need to make it clear
Before I fall down
I'm on my old school shit
And it's been a while
Since I released some things
But now it's me
I don't believe I'm 16
And almost 17 making music
Do you believe now?

Oh, how could I be the second?
I never been your second
Always gave you lot of blessings
Stop playing with me it makes me nervous
Stop saying that it's the old me talking
If I'm like this is 'cause I stopped talking
And I feel sorry cause I fell on purpose
But you say that I'm not worried?
Watch this before even thinking of talking
I'm out



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Writer(s): Matteo Cantarello
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