Us being best friends
Slowly became a trend
And I pretend that this is never going to end
I like to admit that I'm falling
Faster than feet could ever follow my pulse
You see contrast through those contacts
Black is white and on my right is games and context
Forever is just a term for self address
And I am just a friend, nothing more or less
I figured letters would cure this but I'm not sure yet
once I build up the guts to cure this process
I'll slowly swallow this knot in my throat with the hope of success
And redeeming your (?)
God, who would ever expected, the measures detected
Please have more self respect, bitch
Face to face is one thing, but face to space is cunning
This took off, (faster), little legs running
Now your tactics are viral, the future is spiraling
Against your best instincts
Let's jump a few years ahead and decide who is morally dead
But holding on to this (internet) thread (x2)
Just being best friends
Slowly became a trend
And I pretend this is never going to end
I like to admit that I'm falling
Faster than feet could ever follow my pulse
You see contrast through those contacts
Black is white and on my right is games and context
Forever is just a term for self address
And I am just a friend, nothing more or less
I can't figure out the word in the fourth line of the third verse, but the rest I think I figured out. This is possibly it. Possibly.
Us being best friends Slowly became a trend And I pretend that this is never going to end I like to admit that I'm falling Faster than feet could ever follow my pulse
You see contrast through those contacts Black is white and on my right is games and context Forever is just a term for self address And I am just a friend, nothing more or less
I figured letters would cure this but I'm not sure yet once I build up the guts to cure this process I'll slowly swallow this knot in my throat with the hope of success And redeeming your (?)
God, who would ever expected, the measures detected Please have more self respect, bitch Face to face is one thing, but face to space is cunning This took off, (faster), little legs running
Now your tactics are viral, the future is spiraling Against your best instincts Let's jump a few years ahead and decide who is morally dead But holding on to this (internet) thread (x2)
Just being best friends Slowly became a trend And I pretend this is never going to end I like to admit that I'm falling Faster than feet could ever follow my pulse
You see contrast through those contacts Black is white and on my right is games and context Forever is just a term for self address And I am just a friend, nothing more or less
I can't figure out the word in the fourth line of the third verse, but the rest I think I figured out. This is possibly it. Possibly.