So what it do my guy
Everyday ono'onya escape my guy
And nothing you find
You can't take a break my guy
You moving too fast to pump up the brakes my
Pump pump up the brakes my
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Cold and dry
Don't you know it's cold outside?
Yeah issa war outside
Guess I'm not that strong inside
But you won't hear me break again
So baby don't take my crown
Don't let me down
Don't let me drown
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Ou looking for the right words to say
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
#2 Video (MV)
Performed By: Kyle Simbwa
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Anna Makula, Kevin Mbawalla, Kyle Simbwa
Kyle Simbwa - #2 Lyrics
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So what it do my guy
Everyday ono'onya escape my guy
And nothing you find
You can't take a break my guy
You moving too fast to pump up the brakes my
Pump pump up the brakes my
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Cold and dry
Don't you know it's cold outside?
Yeah issa war outside
Guess I'm not that strong inside
But you won't hear me break again
So baby don't take my crown
Don't let me down
Don't let me drown
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Ou looking for the right words to say
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
Everyday ono'onya escape my guy
And nothing you find
You can't take a break my guy
You moving too fast to pump up the brakes my
Pump pump up the brakes my
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Cold and dry
Don't you know it's cold outside?
Yeah issa war outside
Guess I'm not that strong inside
But you won't hear me break again
So baby don't take my crown
Don't let me down
Don't let me drown
A slave to my conscience
I'm done being honest
Cover up my scars
Scream at the stars
Feel like I'm living on Mars
All of my days
Tryna make it work somehow
With a chip on my shoulder
Saying that I'm bound for the gutter
Telling me I could never be a winner
But who knows
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh God I need some lovin
Uh maybe I need some lovin
Uh oh yeah
Ou looking for the right words to say
Ou looking for the right words to say
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
Got me up so high
Tryn' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high tryn' get a piece of that apple apple
Writer: Anna Makula, Kevin Mbawalla, Kyle Simbwa
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid