Umm, Nah, different notions bout the things I've done
Umm, I, gotta find me space in places I lied
(Oh, oh)
Running outta miles
Lost in all direction where my conscience lead my mind
(Oh, oh)
Let it bleed on fine lines
My desire, feed the fire, burning, so cold

Say that it won't matter
Breathing in the vapor
Routing for the better, ah oh
Now I see it clearer
En route for party favor
Was it human nature, oh oh
Tell me is it crime? Ah oh

Say it wouldn't matter
Breathing out what's left in me, oh god I let it
And so the curtain calls, who am I breaking for
(It don't even burn anymore, they know me on surface)

Green, check, write my wrongs
Technicolor, shifted tones
Got it blessed, Saint Laurent
When the dream calls imma turn it all to gold like woah

Say that it won't matter
Breathing in the vapor
Routing for the better, ah oh
Now I see it clearer
En route for party favor
Was it human nature, oh oh
Tell me is it crime? Ah oh

Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh