Social Propaganda - Fall in Place

I keep on speaking to myself in third person
The worst is, image shrinking smaller than a worm, kid
Intimate, i'm falling in some Woodford, fuck bourbon
It tries but not helpful, last time Jack was perfect
And so i'll keep looking forward
Ignoring all of my senses
I'm boring but take your breath
And it's cordial that we had met
Ordering all the breakfast, you it cause it's the best
Cabriolet with butter cream honey, i'll be your next man
The best fan, loving you more than success can
For sure, baby be real, we need the best plan
Lesson was learned, slicker than Krisco in wet sand
Passion had burned, ego the same as the next man
And baby, I don't wanna be just a text man
As of lately I been feeling like all the pain that I went through for nothing
Ash it on my face, not the worst that you have done and
I don't like complaining, I just love when you do nothing
Them voices not the same when I hear your name, it's discussion
We fall in place
Let's fall in place
We fall in place

Written by:
Kyle Miller

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