Halez Nation - The Great Divide

What's with the state of mind
What's with the state of mind
Can't read your great divine
Can't read your great divine
Won't keep you on the line
Won't keep you on the line
Won't keep you on the line

Heard you're moving in with your new babe already
Also heard he doesn't know about the std that you carry
Looks like the only one close to you is late to the party
Think you've heard it all from me?
Turns out I'm just getting started
I got details for days from unusual sources
And enough to keep the masses in for daily doses
35 minute drive for those mimosas
Don't trust anyone too close to promotions
Excuse me, if you don't see my devotion
Nobody's feelings dictating my emotions
These are the days that have me screaming
I'm mother fuckin chosin

Most of my old ones I knew in the past
Call me number one best friend stealer of the land
Not my fuckin fault that the friends that you had all knock on my door like I'm the best they ever had

I got details coming to me from one of the sources
She let me know about all those bad choices
Stung when you left, left a mark like a divorce
But now I can't tell you that I feel any remorse
Hope this doesn't throw you way too far of course
Cause I can't say sorry for what I get from my sources
And as I'll say again I have no remorse

What's with the state of mind
What's with the state of mind
Can't read your great divine
Can't read your great divine
Won't keep you on the line
Won't keep you on the line
Won't keep you on the line
What's with the big divide
What's with the big divide
What's with the big divide
We cant see eye to eye
We can't see eye to eye
We can't see eye to eye
We can't see eye to eye
What's with the great divide
What's with the great divide

Heard you can't keep your hands to yourself these days
All the hypocritical things you say are shining bright these days
Looks like the only ones close to you miss out on the party
Can't handle the truth? Man are we just getting started
But none of this will hold me down, in fact it turns all the tables around
No regrets for spelling this all out for you
Once you make a deal, it's all over for you
Then you come back now I'm begging
The average one would follow cause that's what you're supposed to do, right?

An ode to the fake ones, that's the new sound
When Halez looks for you, no you don't wanna be found
Youre lying through your teeth, man you look like a clown
At the top I'll see you, I'll scream Look what I've found
Now that these tables are turned around
I'll make you the anthem of my new sound
The memories of you I have buried deep in the ground

Written by:
Haley Murray

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