[Chorus: Ryan Beatty]
I close my eyes
When I'm in your neighborhood
You taught me to be discerning
And play like the players would
Rolled eyes by candlelight
You too bad I don't gamble nights
You should take your own advice
Get out 'fore she calls you wife
It's so sad
So sad
You ruin everything and can't forgive your dad
Blood on the tracks (Blood on the tracks)
Blood on the tracks (Blood on the tracks)
I'm playing buckets refraining to get me through the past

[Verse 1: Dominic Fike]
Stick roll, keep close
Tell the truth, ain't shit change but the coats and the leather shoes
Be my witness and my way home
Come see my kitchen and my dayroom
Keep that candlelit my bedside
Heatin' up when you come ask
Six in the morn', watch you switch and rotate
Pull it back, slacks all black, like cenotes
Heart attack when I see you in public
Let's keep it hush, let's show secret covenant
[Non Lyrical Harmonizing]
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