| [00:14.86] | Chorus - sadeyes: |
| [00:15.83] | I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8 PM |
| [00:20.34] | How do I tell you that we're just friends |
| [00:24.12] | I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again |
| [00:28.49] | Whiskey shots, always Jameson |
| [00:31.65] | Verse 1: sadeyes |
| [00:32.63] | Don't act like I hate you, you know that I don't |
| [00:36.77] | You don't have a reason to blow up my phone |
| [00:41.05] | Sit in the dark, I'ma play my guitar |
| [00:44.66] | I'ma pray that I make it, how have I |
| [00:48.31] | Made it this far |
| [00:50.86] | This far |
| [00:52.87] | This far |
| [00:56.67] | Made it this far |
| [00:59.23] | This far |
| [01:01.24] | This far |
| [01:05.87] | Look at the night sky |
| [01:07.98] | Look at the stars |
| [01:10.00] | Look at the bright side |
| [01:12.02] | Look at my scars |
| [01:14.15] | Emotionally bruise me when we fight in the car |
| [01:18.27] | Every ounce of hate you carry tears me apart |
| [01:22.38] | How do I cope with the pain, every day, you push me away |
| [01:29.71] | You wanna fxck and you know what I'll say |
| [01:33.58] | I don't need relationship **** in my way, stay out the way |
| [01:39.00] | Verse 2 - guardin: |
| [01:40.00] | Stay out my way, I don't want you (Want you) |
| [01:44.21] | Drunk in my bed, I won't fxck you (I won't fxck you) |
| [01:48.23] | Love isn't something I want, dude (Want, dude) |
| [01:52.46] | We're simply friends, thought I told you (I thought I told you) |
| [01:56.52] | I don't wanna hear it anymore |
| [01:59.26] | Your voice punctures through my head and I cannot ignore |
| [02:03.42] | Anymore, these advances are just smothering me quick |
| [02:07.47] | Let me dabble in the gravel with my ganja and a Bic |
| [02:11.70] | I think this winter left you colder than the breeze |
| [02:15.70] | I think you suffer from another lover's leave |
| [02:20.00] | Might be, just a sense of lust the love you have for me |
| [02:23.99] | Anxiously outta focus, I'm just hopin' I can breathe |
| [02:27.16] | Chorus - sadeyes: |
| [02:28.15] | I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8 pm |
| [02:32.71] | How do I tell you that we're just friends |
| [02:36.70] | I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again |
| [02:40.92] | Whiskey shots, always Jameson |
| [02:44.09] | Verse 3 - 9TAILS: |
| [02:45.09] | Too deep down in my brain again |
| [02:48.78] | I swam a little bit and drown |
| [02:51.10] | In my loneliness |
| [02:52.94] | Emotions buried deep down, arc reactor, Ironman |
| [02:57.21] | Rip two bowls, get high again |
| [02:59.25] | Go face roll on life again |
| [03:02.05] | Game unlocked |
| [03:03.39] | Like I'm Notch |
| [03:04.47] | Tommy flag |
| [03:05.45] | On my socks |
| [03:06.59] | I don't care |
| [03:07.56] | If you watch |
| [03:08.59] | But you can't chip in on this blunt |
| [03:10.56] | Sad as fxck |
| [03:11.64] | So I stunt |
| [03:12.71] | Drop a track |
| [03:13.79] | Smellin' skunk |
| [03:14.75] | Smellin' farts |
| [03:15.80] | In the smoke |
| [03:16.93] | From the ****, not from my bum |
| [03:18.91] | Girl, I can tell that you like me, ya |
| [03:20.93] | Body and mind that could strike me, ya |
| [03:22.98] | Attitude ready to fight me |
| [03:24.83] | Speaking her mind and I like it |
| [03:26.88] | Heartbreaker wear it like Nike |
| [03:28.47] | Did you the same and it's high key |
| [03:30.48] | Focused as fxck, you can't sike me |
| [03:32.63] | I'll cover my ears, you can't mike me |
| [03:34.75] | Emotions like blue when they snowball |
| [03:36.70] | I come alive at nightfall |
| [03:38.77] | Flow with some flavor like menthol (Cigarettes) |
| [03:41.18] | Music turn into a day job |
| [03:42.94] | Icy heart like a face off |
| [03:45.15] | She went back to take my face off |
| [03:47.21] | Of the photos of us on her Facebook |
| [03:49.29] | Moving on like I'm driftwood |
| [03:50.38] | Chorus - sadeyes: |
| [03:51.31] | I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8 pm |
| [03:55.46] | How do I tell you that we're just friends |
| [03:59.27] | I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again |
| [04:03.74] | Whiskey shots, always Jameson |