There ain't no other To find my true colors I was caught to the fire But you never let the burning stop The fear in your eyes from falling deeper Wear your disguise to cover up Roll of the dice put us together We're together now, We're together now There ain't no other To find my true colors I was caught to the fire But you never let the burning stop The fear in your eyes from falling deeper Wear your disguise to cover up Roll of the dice put us together We're together now, We're together now

Hey, shoutout Migo Plug (Hey shoutout Migo Plug) I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris Too many [?] (too many) Too many [?] tryna see me dead Take all my profit (can't take it) I ain't gonna bet, make 'em take my [?] Don't put me in a coffin (no, no) And when I'm in a coffin, I'll [?] I ain't talkin' 'bout no business I'm talkin' 'bout all of my homies Where in the fuck was you at? Tell me, hoe, where was you at When they rolled up with the strap? Now, tell me what's so wrong with that? Keep [?] until my pockets get fat I ain't listen cause they got no reason just to cuff it like that I'm blasting [?] [?] for the beat on the track I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I got blunts [?], don't need to make it back Dick inside a forty, make 'em hit a trap Shawty hit my line, she think your stroke is whack Pa-pa-party, oxys down I feel it, can't you take me out? Just suckin', fuckin', just for clout Since sippin' that, there ain't no drought I just bought some new Rick Owens I just skrrted out of that Stackin' that money on money Sippin' that syrup on syrup Thirty on forty on top I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

That red wine birthmark on your shoulder Two winters longer than the fling Could try again when we are older Maybe the time could kill the sting I wake up, it's fine in the morning light, I feel sort of over it And it's not like I lay awake and cry over someone undeserving Of my space and time, God, I swear I'm fine, but it's when I go to bed When I go to bed Do you remember last December? Screaming our heads off on the frost And then all of our friends were watching us The way you watch something combust And the words that hung hot in the air And how dumb did you think that I was? 'Cause none of your lies were adding up, now I know I know, I know I'm better off, but I wake up, it's fine in the morning light, I feel sort of over it And it's not like I lay awake and cry over someone undeserving Of my space and time, God, I swear I'm fine, but it's when I go to bed When I go to bed I wake to find your memory Replay that same Soccer Mommy Song for an hour 'til you leave Whichever first provides relief Was there a time before you-me? I watch us from the mezzanine Where once there was a bolder man You cower now in Comic Sans I wake up, it's fine in the morning light, I feel sort of over it And it's not like I lay awake and cry over someone undeserving Of my space and time, God, I swear I'm fine, but it's when I go to bed When I go to bed

It is not your fault You wield a dullish sort of knife You are made up of atoms from Someone who, like a wishbone Has left you in the sun to dry And don't you know You can't stop the tears from coming? Baby, you were always meant to drain And no amount of love then Can stop the dog from barking When she's in pain Yellow lines are quilted in streets Where I fell smack Dab into you Now we're bound by blood and gore Blades of grass indent my elbows You can numb the sting but nothing more 'Cause now I know You can't stop the tears from coming Baby, you were always meant to drain And no amount of loving Can stop the dog from barking When she's in pain Smack dab into you Smack dab into you Dab into you Smack dab into you Smack dab into you Dab into you 'Cause now I know I can't stop the tears from coming (dab into you) Baby, I was always meant to drain (dab into you) And no amount of loving (smack dab into you) Can stop this dog from barking (smack dab into you) 'Cause she's in pain (dab into you) (Smack dab into you) I am the sum of parts (Smack dab into you) kick back and watch me spark Take all the things I lack (dab into you), and brace for impact 'Cause the centre will not hold (smack dab into you) Darkness reaps what darkness sows (dab into you) (Dab into you)

Got a low-cut shirt to help you endure There's not a lot to say 'cause I'm unsure I'll do it once more, now with feeling Do it once more, now without Open up wide, gotta pay to rent To rot away in my mom's basement Open up wide, gotta pay to get To get the kids in front, headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging I got a Chevrolet sitting fat, out front I got a self-esteem that's drying up And mummy called, she wants her breakfast Made with love, so Open up wide, gotta pay to rent To rot away in my mom's basement Open up wide, gotta pay to get To get the kids in front, headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging Do it once more time with feeling Do it once more time without Do it once more time with feeling Do it once more time Insert the stanza that makes them weep Remove the prose that means anything Open up wide, gotta pay to rent To rot away in my mom's basement Open up wide, gotta pay to get To get the kids in front, headbanging Headbanging, headbanging (open up wide, gotta pay to rent) Headbanging (to rot away in my mom's basement) Headbanging, headbanging (open up wide, gotta pay to get) Headbanging (to get the kids in front, headbanging) Open up wide, gotta pay to rent To rot away in my mom's basement Open up wide, gotta pay to get To get the kids in front, headbanging Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging ('banging) Headbanging, headbanging Headbanging

Thought I saw you at the show last night Blurred my eyes just to keep you around But when the audience comes in to focus I beat myself up for feeling let down Thought I saw you on the GO last night I followed you through the cars westbound And as I gain on you I turn around there is Nothing to say or talk about There is a hole that's inside of my chest In the place of a heart In the shape of your fist Show me the moves You're the ventriloquist And you give me a twist Yeah, you give me a twist I'm enjoying all my free time now I took up writing and a course on how To stop myself from foaming at the mouth I am idling at the foot of your house And you're up in your room with someone else There is a hole that's inside of my chest In the place of a heart In the shape of your fist Show me the moves You're the ventriloquist And you give me a twist Yeah, you give me a twist There is a hole that's inside of my chest In the place of a heart In the shape of your fist Show me the moves You're the ventriloquist And you give me a twist Yeah, you give me a twist