Studio City

(album: Far From Familiar - 2016)

Lights glow through the windows with my eyes closed
Die slow, I can save you, baby I know
But, I don't wanna talk right now
No, I don't wanna talk right now

Uh, drunk & distressed, leaning low in an Uber
Baby girl, I'm impressed, swear to God you a trooper
Can't remember your name, pardon me for the faded
Know you looking for realer, rather picture you naked
I'm a savage inside, reek of havoc and pride
You know half of the truth, you don't need half of these lies
I got stories to hide, memories to repress
Medicine for the pain
Fuck it, I guess

Lights glow through the windows with my eyes closed
Die slow, I can save you, baby I know
But, I don't wanna talk right now
No, I don't wanna talk right now

Drug you in pain, I can feel the emotion
Watch me dive in this ocean and love with Lucifer's potion
Missed calls from my momma, I've been setting reminders
Beverly Hills future, tryna fuck up some commas
My ex, she depressed
Skeptical of my stress
You've been plotting to fuck around from the moment you left
More stories to hide, memories to repress
Medicine for the [*inhales*]

Lights glow through the windows with my eyes closed
Die slow, I can save you, baby I know
But, I don't wanna talk right now
No, I don't wanna talk right now

Lights glow through the windows with my eyes closed
Die slow, I can save you, baby I know
But, I don't wanna talk right now
No, I don't wanna talk right now

High off regrets, I can taste it
Should've stayed home, I'm too wasted
Whiskey and Gin on my tonsils
This ain't the time for conversation, man
You always bringing up shit at the wrong time
You lost in the city, you gone blind, baby
I don't need no one's opinion, I swear
Drop me back off at Studio City
I walk in at 5am, fucked up, passed out in my chair
Fading to black like I just left from Madison Square
Room spinning
Room spinning
Room spinning