[Hook: Chris Caines & Gucciano Flavarotti]
Just because we're not alone (Yeah, Flavarotti)
You echo words you've heard (All through your body)
You let me go just to watch me discern (Flavarotti)
Just because it feels the same (This that real shit)
Till the morning comes (Through your body)
Even roads fill the sun so cold
[Verse 1: Gucciano Flavarotti]
Lost words, put it all in a verse
Brother, watch me discern off the herb
And the liquor drips from the street lights
Got me stuck to the curb, another one for the birds
For a little bit I get 'em and I hit 'em where it hurts
Head first, took a dive in the shadow
When it swallowed up my pride for a second
Now I'm begging for another chance at the dance
Could've had it all but I fell to the ground when I got the call
But the efforts of a man ain't known
Competition for a god, kind of odd
How they never pay attention
Till you charge 'em by the second, life is precious
But it feels like I'm levitatin' when I'm taking a puff
Taking a hit, should've never lied but I did
This the last train now I'm stranded, abandoned
Stuck with the gun in my hand, give a fuck 'bout a plan
[?] shots till a better day, rrrah
Just because we're not alone (Yeah, Flavarotti)
You echo words you've heard (All through your body)
You let me go just to watch me discern (Flavarotti)
Just because it feels the same (This that real shit)
Till the morning comes (Through your body)
Even roads fill the sun so cold
[Verse 1: Gucciano Flavarotti]
Lost words, put it all in a verse
Brother, watch me discern off the herb
And the liquor drips from the street lights
Got me stuck to the curb, another one for the birds
For a little bit I get 'em and I hit 'em where it hurts
Head first, took a dive in the shadow
When it swallowed up my pride for a second
Now I'm begging for another chance at the dance
Could've had it all but I fell to the ground when I got the call
But the efforts of a man ain't known
Competition for a god, kind of odd
How they never pay attention
Till you charge 'em by the second, life is precious
But it feels like I'm levitatin' when I'm taking a puff
Taking a hit, should've never lied but I did
This the last train now I'm stranded, abandoned
Stuck with the gun in my hand, give a fuck 'bout a plan
[?] shots till a better day, rrrah
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