New Digs
Riley Hough
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Raleigh don’t feel like home anymore I spend days benching 180 or staring at the ceiling bored out of my mind I’m slipping and losing time Yeah and we don’t talk anymore I changed things from where they were before But you neglect my feelings So it’s round number I - shit Yeah so it’s round number I can’t remember with the ceiling Please just cut the cord This time lost I can’t afford You got new digs, new friends And I got better plans for myself on the weekends I can’t pretend to love you I got my bags packed, I hit the Volvo to smoke a pack Hit my homies up quick, roll out the back, then we roll out to the function til a panic attack And I start acting whack Am I thinking too much, thoughts always rush like my mouth, I never hush Except when I’m full of doubt, like thinking out loud will mom and dad work it out Punk bitches in the street be shooting me dirty looks, coming out king if I gotta lose some rooks Been clean for a couple of years, only stopped cause I had the wrong type of peers I drive around playing songs I just gotta shout, then I roll the window down And we crank that shit loud until the sun comes down Yeah, until my voice caves in You can catch me shouting every single lyric out
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