Out the door
Same as any fall morning
Can't afford a car
Only carry what a bag can handle
Been around the block a few times
Always wanted a ghini all black
But rather have a house and a tv
Believing, to give it all up would be
So much better in the long run
So whats up
At the bus stop (Huh)
We all come for the
Hopscotch (But)
We all run in the same crowd (Yea)
All wearing the same gown
Only going where there're going
Only going where there're going
Out of touch
Same as any lost human
Can't afford the truth
Only care about what I can handle
Been out of control this whole life
Always wanted to believe, something
But rather have illusion by default
Misleading, to give it all up
Would be so much better
In the long run