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letra de folly - spit syndicate

[intro: jimmy nice]
yeah
yeah

[verse 1: jimmy nice]
yeah, yeah, yeah, you wonder where i got my thirst from?
became the man of the house by my first summer
you see my daddy hung in dim lit bars
with a bag full of scandal that could probably put a church under
(but) but i ain’t acting like i’m the first one to (nah)
wonder what it’d be like when your nike’s on the other (nah)
but i promise you this, yeah, this here’s the bread and the b-tter
allow me to raise a toast for you mumma
i pour you that biguerlai [?]
clink the bottle, this the motto (say it)
thou shall not be afraid of what we not know
do anything in our power to make the clock slow down
late checkouts and cheap vodka (yeah)
ladies in the crowd with bikini tops off
gotta wonder what ya kids will say when they see ya
for now we blame it on the weekend woes, ain’t that what we here for?

[chorus: cheyenne kavanagh]
take what you want
while the sky is getting dark
we run below
oh
they can say what they want
but our time is never done
this much i know
i, i know

[verse 2: nick lupi]
i said we do it for the dreamers high off the folly of youth
never did what we were told to do
emboldened by everything we hold as true
if only the young could know (uh) the old could do
well, look at you, like you really convinced you
bulletproof, living like it won’t catch up
but we don’t wanna die still wondering why
so to live that life it just don’t stack up
and won’t ever do, forget what they expect of you
what you’re meant to be, and what you’re meant to prove
you only regret what you never do
you can’t forget what you never knew
two shots for the midnight children
tryna get the sinning all out of their system
i know ’em well, ’cause i’m out there with them
waging the weekend wars, ain’t that what we here for?

[chorus: cheyenne kavanagh]
take what you want
while the sky is getting dark
we run below
oh
they can say what they want
but our time is never done
this much i know
i, i know

[nick & jimmy]
tryna enjoy the ride
makes you wanna sigh
tell me i got it wrong
tell me i got it wrong
tryna enjoy the ride, one minute you on
next you on the side, blink, it’ll be gone
told me i got it wrong, man
how the f-ck have i got it wrong?
i may not be living right, right where i belong

[verse 3: jimmy nice & nick lupi (both)]
writing my long story short
’cause i won’t stand for no other man writing it for me
don’t plan to be on my hands when i am fourty
understand that all of my tomorrows are right before me
so take what you need [?], take what you want from it
gotta be prepared to bomb or loose your bond on it
i mean (what more you want from us?)
in this era of trial and error you better go on and

[chorus: cheyenne kavanagh (jimmy nice)]
take what you want
while the sky is getting dark
we run below
oh (for now we blame it on the weekend woes, ain’t that what we here for?)
they can say what they want
but our time is never done
this much i know
i, i know
(now everybody go)

[post-chorus: cheyenne kavanagh (jimmy nice)]
tell me i got it wrong
(tell me i got it wrong)
tell me i got it wrong
well, alright

[chorus: cheyenne kavanagh (jimmy nice)]
take what you want
while the sky is getting dark
we run below
oh
they can say what they want (there are no rules, man)
but our time is never done (there’s no right or wrong)
and this much i know
i, i know

- spit syndicate

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