Flipside
Tried to get high, but you wanted me lowGood things are happening, but happening slowSome kind of mystery from long ago
Finally know who I'm supposed to beMy mind was locked but I found the keyHope it don't all slip away for me
Hard times, fine lines,Moments pass by, and I cryRewind, step behindIt's hard to find the flipside
I can't stand when you tell me to get byIf we're all free, why does it seemWe can't just be?
You saw your reflection all over the newsYour temperature's well past 102Put the guns away, or we're all gonna lose
Stand by, or take flightEat your fro-yo and peace pieWalk on, be mineMoments fly by, and I cry
I can't stand when you tell me to get byIf we're all free, why does it seemWe can't just be?
I can't stand when you tell me to get byIf we're all free, why does it seemWe can't just be?