[Chorus: Horse Head]
There are so many things that I could do for you
But I'm nothing but sitting and wait for you
And it's a waste of my time... yeah, it's true
It's a race against the clock, I get tired of chasing you
[Verse 1: Mackned]
Tried to fuck a girl in the backseat, but I lost my keys
I became her favorite rapper, first night, she tried ecstasy
I haven't hit the fast lane, she tried to call me by my real name
I'm tired of playin' the blame game, I'm tired of playin' the blame game with you
[Verse 2: Cold Hart]
Started out as ecstasy, now I can't stand you next to me
I'm just wastin' time tonight, just another excuse to get high
Ridin' through suburbia, now I'm the one who's curvin' ya
I should've took my time on you, but now there's nothin' I can do
[Chorus: Horse Head]
There are so many things that I could do for you
But I'm nothing but sitting away from you
And it's a waste of my time... yeah, it's true
It's a race against the clock, I get tired of chasing you
[Verse 3: Lil Tracy]
I'm okay with bein' a bad guy, yeah, it's true, no lie
And I don't even know you that well, yeah, it's true, oh well
Club lights, fuck those, antisocial, I just wanna go home
Club lights, fuck those, antisocial, I just wanna go home
There are so many things that I could do for you
But I'm nothing but sitting and wait for you
And it's a waste of my time... yeah, it's true
It's a race against the clock, I get tired of chasing you
[Verse 1: Mackned]
Tried to fuck a girl in the backseat, but I lost my keys
I became her favorite rapper, first night, she tried ecstasy
I haven't hit the fast lane, she tried to call me by my real name
I'm tired of playin' the blame game, I'm tired of playin' the blame game with you
[Verse 2: Cold Hart]
Started out as ecstasy, now I can't stand you next to me
I'm just wastin' time tonight, just another excuse to get high
Ridin' through suburbia, now I'm the one who's curvin' ya
I should've took my time on you, but now there's nothin' I can do
[Chorus: Horse Head]
There are so many things that I could do for you
But I'm nothing but sitting away from you
And it's a waste of my time... yeah, it's true
It's a race against the clock, I get tired of chasing you
[Verse 3: Lil Tracy]
I'm okay with bein' a bad guy, yeah, it's true, no lie
And I don't even know you that well, yeah, it's true, oh well
Club lights, fuck those, antisocial, I just wanna go home
Club lights, fuck those, antisocial, I just wanna go home
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