Matte Black Bugatti
Nikhil
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I keep writing the right songs for the wrong ears My best friend says I'm wise beyond my years Investments would seem to go to waste without you You cure these sore eyes and runny nose Your picture's on my door and Common sense becomes so foreign Lemme paint a picture amarillo, lake house when we were little Hot summer no El Niño, padres lit the cigarillos, those Swisher Sweets, you feelin me? Four years and count that's our history You don't get sick I'm your antihistamine Stay at the Sheraton when you need Claritin-D Sometimes I play with my old guitar Sometimes I'll count all these faded scars To see we've come so far My ears don't like the quiet, I can't sleep in the silence I'd rather hear the violence in your mind How many times will I wake up to a humming fan and broken clocks? A shot of OJ in my cup? Free of pulp A year's gone by, lost another friend That makes five, used to be ten At fifteen, I wanted to be a man. Now I'm nineteen and can't go back again Feels like cloud nine Feels so divine And I know that we, don't drive Bugatti, give me time
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