Spent Spring in
Connecticut celibate
Might sell a zip
Hella quick for the hell of it
Same shit, no shit
I'm a regular
Fake life
I live through my cellular
And I send my SOS to my friends
Text message in a bottle of red
Wine stains won't change, it's a dead end
So why stay if you can't just say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was dying for a way to get out
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Wide-eyed on the 5 with the veterans
High-rise paint the skies, this is setting in
Missed calls, blow 'em off, let 'em fade out
Missed rent, but I'll have it any day now
'Cause moving in is moving up
There's nothing there, but it's enough
First time I can look 'em in the eyes now
Other side of the mirror like
Say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was killing me, just hanging around
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Bring it on, Brooklyn
What happened to losing control?
Dog Park - Breaking In Brooklyn Lyrics
Dog Park - Breaking In Brooklyn Lyrics
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Spent Spring in
Connecticut celibate
Might sell a zip
Hella quick for the hell of it
Same shit, no shit
I'm a regular
Fake life
I live through my cellular
And I send my SOS to my friends
Text message in a bottle of red
Wine stains won't change, it's a dead end
So why stay if you can't just say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was dying for a way to get out
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Wide-eyed on the 5 with the veterans
High-rise paint the skies, this is setting in
Missed calls, blow 'em off, let 'em fade out
Missed rent, but I'll have it any day now
'Cause moving in is moving up
There's nothing there, but it's enough
First time I can look 'em in the eyes now
Other side of the mirror like
Say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was killing me, just hanging around
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Bring it on, Brooklyn
What happened to losing control?
Connecticut celibate
Might sell a zip
Hella quick for the hell of it
Same shit, no shit
I'm a regular
Fake life
I live through my cellular
And I send my SOS to my friends
Text message in a bottle of red
Wine stains won't change, it's a dead end
So why stay if you can't just say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was dying for a way to get out
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Wide-eyed on the 5 with the veterans
High-rise paint the skies, this is setting in
Missed calls, blow 'em off, let 'em fade out
Missed rent, but I'll have it any day now
'Cause moving in is moving up
There's nothing there, but it's enough
First time I can look 'em in the eyes now
Other side of the mirror like
Say what you want
I swear it can't hurt me now
Was killing me, just hanging around
The feeling of the open ground
'Cause baby, I'm tired of flipping these stones
I'm breaking in Brooklyn, just get my foot in the door
I'm on fire without any smoke
Where's the reaction, what happened to losing control
Bring it on, Brooklyn
What happened to losing control?
Writer: Billy Apostolou, Christian La Rose Conte, Declan Harris, Eamon Moore, John Samuel Gerhart, Will Harford
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC