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watsky - new lines lyrics

[intro]
all words and all sounds just emerges from silence
and at the end of the day it always returns to that silence

[chorus]
while we’re alive
we’ve still got time
to draw these lines
somewhere else on our face
somewhere else on our face

[verse 1]
you know that you did me wrong
but could i go putting the blame on you
for the brain you got placed up in your head? (no)
but everyone got to answеr
for the mistakes that we makе living a life
so do i, so i’m trying to
understand not excuse
i can’t dance in your shoes
last year so many who i saw close to the ledge
got pushed over the edge
(you try to, you try to, you try to)
you try to let all of the pain that’s in the planet
in your heart it’s gonna bury you, sink you
but if you try to keep it all from seeping in
you’re gonna keep out all the very best sh+t too
i feel the worry creeping in my cheeks
if i’m not careful it’ll settle in and live for weeks
if i don’t kick it out it’ll stay, it’ll claim squatter’s rights
so i say
[chorus]
while i’m alive
i still got time
to draw these lines
somewhere else on my face
somewhere else on my face

[verse 2]
i got to look around, when i do
what the f+ck?
look at the luck, look at the friends
look at the joy, look at the stuff
yet my jealousy h+lla be taking a (takin a) hold of me
telling me what i got’s not enough
suicidal thoughts, but i’m not ready to die today
deading the side of me that isn’t serving me
seeking the part of me deep in the heart of me
i will forever be searching
i got to kick it back, witty chap, city cap on my crown
fifty cap room, bout to burn it down
i got the gift of gab blown in my headphones
head home on the 5 bus, then i turn around
ocean beach, peach swisher sweet crew
never miss a beat, blues can’t defeat me yet
cause this elite speak heat+seek while it whistle
like a missile from a blue fleet week jet
[bridge]
don’t take this to mean i see things crystal clear
i’m just repeating lines staring in the mirror
my rhyme book’s not thick enough to dry your tears
i’m just repeating lines that i need to hear

[chorus]
while i’m alive
i still got time
to draw these lines
somewhere else on my face
somewhere else on my face
while i’m alive
i still got time
to draw these lines
somewhere else on my face
somewhere else on my face

- watsky lyrics

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