Nobody told
Nobody showed me
How to make sense of or make amends with broken heart
Stolen
The moment's golden
Pressure
Getting money
The people look for
Selling their feeling down the street on the other side
Oh, fallen
Like Truman
See the stars on this synthetic sky
All night long
It will take me some time
But I never gonna let you down
Gotta make this Heaven
Wait until it's over and go (Until it's over)
Figured that it's time to move on
Held it back
But now I'm talking physical
Ain't gon' stop
I quit the metaphors, be literal
And we be stepping outside
We be living life
And every moment when it hits it's time to realize
Stuff
I mean say that with an open chest
Ain't seeing us move like that
Freak out, but we make it through the stress
And guess what's next