Из альбома: P3ace
I don't want to see the day when music dies
I guess it's already died so many times
Talkin' bout the day when I throw it all away
I takes a lot of weed to trick your brain
Keep yourself and this music game
I just want eyes on me so I can finally say
You could do what you want
You gotta
give it all up
You wanna
To figure it out but it'll take you a life
So leave it to me I got it
under control I think they bought it
Wish all my friends could do the same
But there are many ways to play this stupid game
I remember a time when I didn't care
but how many likes I had and if they shared
Well some two world and if i could meet a new girl in every city that i played man I'm counting down the days
do what you want
You gotta
give it all up
You wanna
To figure it out but it'll take you a life
so leave it to me i got
under control i think they bought it
Wish all my friends could do the same but there are many ways to play this stupid game