Gone

Hittin' you up
I don't know what
Get outta bed, comb my head and I'm gone
Hittin' the beat
Straight up the street
Hoping these days are a phase, it's so long
I don't know why
I can't decide
Since all my thoughts, they were rocked by a girl
Myself, I, and me
Permanently
No one till I'm dead and the end of the world
Her long blondie hair
Everywhere
Gets stuck on my clothes, now it goes in the trash
Her stuff on my floor
In front of the door
Let out a sigh, say goodbye to the past
Look on her face
Desolate place
Taking me back, it's a fact, it's my bad
Hang with my buds
I'm getting a buzz
Chillin' my dude, grab some food, pretty rad
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
We used to have fun
Out in the sun
On the run
On the run
On the run