Lyrics:
to come right soon
The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights
The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights
Something better
I'm not who I used to be
I'm not who I used to be
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
I'm not, I don't
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
By one thing, by something so stupid
But then you make me feel crazy
You make me feel like it's my fault
I was in pain
Mama said, "You're a pretty girl
into these topics (very much)
But, homie, I ain't out of touch
(There's something wrong, wrong)
Is it necessary to write these songs? (Very much)
Even if
to the light
But I know somethings wrong I Got these demons inside me
I know somethings wrong I got Demons that's inside me
They want me to do wrong but I Gotta
to come right soon
The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights
The bright lights, the bright lights, the bright lights
Something better
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Tryna fix something
But you can't fix what
the tradition of giving diamond engagement rings is something hallowed, historical and healthy. Dead f*cking wrong my friend.
It’s a modern development, a dirty
short pretty life
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong, go if you like
50 days, 50 days, one final night
Can you stay? Can you stay? Say that you might
something
Yeah I'm running from your love cause it was nothing
I thought you was real but your love it was bluffing
Maybe I thought wrong
When I thought we
the stars shine
Brightest, unpolluted by ambient light wherein
I realize just how profound and peculiar it is
To just be here wherever here is
I am engrossed
on the radio
But baby, dim them lights down low
Give me something to go on
Give me something to hold on for one more night
Show me what I'll be missing
pretty lights
Just like all those pretty lights in the sky
There's something to be said
About the colors in your head
And how they mix to form
The perfect
for something worse pride
I said you're in this game for personal gain
You make yourself feel better if you wear a couple gold chains
Now you thinking
when something doesn't feel right
Cause I feel like I'm about to cry
Being vulnerable ain't always a pretty sight
Yeah drugs may seem like the answer
Boomin' by the ATM, three or some, fuckin' up
Wandering the streets like vagabonds
Hand in hand, right or wrong
And you've been putting white in your
There's this book coming out and they asked me to write, uh
Something about Woody
Uh, sort of like, what does Woody Guthrie mean to you?
In
a friend
If you get burned then try again
Choose the beliefs you want to bend
And break em' by the fucking weekend
I'm a pretty, pretty, pretty boy
A city
no one, you're all alone
Thinking we're out to get ya, and
What went wrong It's been so long
Since you had anyone
You get pretty shitty cause you used
good weed
Sitting pretty yet I can't help but to think
Somethings kinda off deep inside of me
I had a lot of things going for me
Lil charm Plus some
We on
I thought love was something that's bad
I fell in love with something you had
Pillow talking I've been stuck in the bin
Trapped in lights out
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