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We'll Be Okay

Asking Alexandria

The Black

2016

Your voice is calling my name
Your voice is calling my name
Again and again

The web you wove around me was only the beginning
And every star I

totally absurd
In the social media version of the world

You stated you left me before I knew
A virtual connection terminated'n in a few seconds
Just a page

Am Radio

Everclear

The Very Best of Everclear

2014

Of the AM Radio

The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played

Your voice is calling my name 
Again and again 
The web you wove around me was only the beginning
And every star I've counted, as cold as your

A.M. Radio

Everclear

Retro Radio 90s

2016

was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a 
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game 
Playin' back when
I was a kid

Want

late to get
Outta black market, glad that I got that
Knowledge? Hah! My brain did speed overages
College? Gave me a shit
Now I'm developin’ web pages
My

city like I'm web slinging

You niggas not eating so well
Could've hit my line if you needed help
But you a bitch you ain't shit you a L
I swear that

to fill this page with a
nonsense-kind of fow, 'cause my
mind is so
fucking stupid. It can't give
anykinda sign of anykinda
creativeness. I'm just lying,

totally okay
Oh, I can't make you wait
Or change our stupid fate
Fake scenarios drive me insane
Wish my brain could explain
Draining me but I won't complain

thumb through pages, clear to see
Stupid daydream hypocrisies
Life’s not what it seems to be 

For all you know I'm just a ghost in your attic
Lost

guessin'
Your scheme to get her leavin', yeah that's only a dressin'
Albeit I'll concede that that shit is depressin'
I'll attend your stupid play, but

hints
Of disconnected dots that sit
On pages blank and order ranked
For loyal-idiot-thrown fits
This echo chamber, chamber, chamber
Of distaste a happy

emotions out loud, but oh my God
He fucked it up, first time out of a hundred
He said he didn't think we were on the same page
That I'm not his, nor is he

of the picture

Searching for perfect, stupid voices
Broken paths towards the eight's
Is life reflected from the inside fit for all to see?

Still tryna calm

looking down go get the book and the next page
Reads that you had learned to see that you could shine above the rain, listen

They can't stop my climb, yeah

this low phase right now

Can you hear me now
I hear you loud and clear
But I don't know how you feel right now
You don't wanna go out
That's totally

but we ain’t got types of history
Peep ya textbook, go to page 69, and see the feds shook
When you bring up different counts of felonies
But I ain’t

Cob webs in my head, searching the attic for something
God bless this nonsense, words in a panic it's nothing
It's just jumbled, Scrabble tiles,

all up in my web no Charlotte
Always wanting me to hold her hands and walk around in Target I ain't your nigga shawty
Pretty and petite, always say she

Instagram and all
(Bitch, answer the phone)
Can't get your money back at all
(Aight, fuck you)
You got to be a stupid nigga to
Send your money to a random

everywhere it must of been
Totally there, that see through clean
Something I’d known, didn’t believe
Don’t hear no tone when silver’s touching
But that sound

Here's why I get mad my entire career
Top notch lyricism
Man the hours spent into rhyming two words
For your friends to just totally not even

me
I'm like oh totally
FC the Bucket is royalty
Respect the hustle and loyalty
I say that publicly
I see you quoted me
I say hoe come to me
You see her

and I made him poop
Got a stupid bitch, get iPhones and her name is Tammy
Made a jugg page on Facebook and I scammed my granny
He finally got a two two