clear

Clear

Snow in the sky, don’t wanna go
How I’m alive, I’ll never know (Woah)
I wasn’t there, hard to control
Feeling inside, void in my bones (Woah)
Snow in the sky, don’t wanna go
How I’m alive, I’ll never know (Oh)
I wasn’t there, hard to control
Feeling inside, void in my bones (Woah)

Take another smoke break
It was raining above us
On the walk back home, lock that door
Back by four, living situation mad hardcore
Sleeping on these city hardwood floors
Up too early when I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep, no-oh
Take another smoke break
It was raining above us
On the walk back home, lock that door
Back by four, living situation mad hardcore
Sleeping on these city hardwood floors
Up too early when I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep, no-oh

At times I had you figured out
This world around me had it down
There’s things I knew nothing about
That now I can’t make go away
At times I had you figured out
This world around me had it down
There’s things I knew nothing about
That now I can’t make go away

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