Lyrics IThoughtYouLookedFarmiliar.lrc BONES
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[length: 01:44]
[00:07.38]Walking through the village, hood up with no recognition
[00:09.45]Compass pointed to the wind
[00:10.99]Smoking, walking, never winning
[00:12.72]Long sleeves so my rings don’t shine in the sun
[00:15.64]Young skylit wants a dollar, no I never needed one
[00:18.68]Acting like funds fell down in my palms
[00:21.75]Like it ain’t just us, like I’m not just Bones
[00:24.93]Tryna hit my phone, all you get is tones
[00:27.93]Socializing is what I don’t, I’m a never let it go
[00:31.38]1930’s trunk, leave the cotton sleeve tight
[00:34.05]My floor got grain and the sun runs the lights
[00:37.35]Vanderbilt vision, only bitten with precision
[00:40.08]Fountains in the kitchen spitting while the chef still flipping
[00:43.42]Still death twisted, now I’m still like giving
[00:46.11]But I be like takin’ if my happiness go missing
[00:49.21]Growing up I never listened now they wish I would’ve changed
[00:52.14]Cause every word spoken falls upon of arrangement
[00:55.66]Opinions turn to files
[00:56.82]I never ever save them
[00:58.62]Views turn to photographs
[01:00.23]I never ever frame them
[01:01.71]Sesh
[01:10.67]What?
[01:14.93]Year of Release: 2015