You know how to phrase a simple question
To lay the lights low
And turn the room down
You like to get stoned in your glass house
Call your friends up, get up
Try to dance till the sun comes out
Crossing streets like a challenge
Hard eye contact with the bar
They'd take my light if I let em
I don't let em fore we go to far
You'll learn to doubt your eyes
See neon birds take flight
Land and shit down on a high-rise
They gonna kill my vibe