CLUB MUNGO - FRESH CUT

We a stones throw away
Life is short anyways
Think about it every day
Got no time to waste
Ain't no slowing my pace
Ain't no family
But I feel your blood in my veins
I establish the setup so I can obtain
All the glamour and glitter and
When we see the sun flickering
Then we know how to
Go about round two
Find a new route to
Drunk in your bathroom
Slumped in your back seat
On the way to the old crew
I was just missing the days when we met up
With Tears in our eyes
Yet we holding our head up
We look to the sky
See the lights
Make a wish
I'm wishing that we could come back and just sit and
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
I wanna talk about it
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
Why won't you talk about it?
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
I wanna talk about it
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
But you ain't saying nothing
No more distractions
I got questions that I've been asking
Last night said some shit I half remember
After our bender
Bought pedialyte just to feel better
Fast acting
You hit the screen
All lights
No action
What do you mean?
Set scene
But still something lacking
All this pain inside
But you still here laughing
And I just wanna know you
Feel like there's something deeper down
And you do not owe me
But I am an ear if you need it now
Maybe another day
Another time
No pressure
You can stay hushed
Sometimes we get the rain
And it never dries
But if you stay
Let's just
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
I wanna talk about it
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
But you ain't saying nothing
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
I got my head in my hands
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
I'm tryna see you again
Let's talk about it
(Let's talk about it)
'Cause I've been waiting so long
So tell me where we going
Got a call the other day
She don't feel the same way
Said we're done, it's too late
Said my love was just a phase
Heading back to Kev's place
Texting back, I swerve lanes
No remorse, No debate
Break me down, disintegrate
I want that full throttle
You gon' pump the brakes like that?
I want that
(I want that)
I want that new model Y
You go and get a new ex?
New Model X
Misread text
Why we argue anyway?
Age of communication
Huh?
Feelings hard to explain?
Caught up in stagnation
What?
Modernity is to blame?
Conformities the same?
Fresh cut, rose colored
Our generations not okay
'Cause I've been here and I've been there
And no one makes me feel like home
But you do
You've come so unprepared
To run through the city like lights when you come to

Written by:
Alex Bishop, Caden Weeks, Darian Eastman, Devin Weeks, Kevin Cherry

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