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about
Jahmol Reynolds and myself on the dichotomy between paradise and motivation.
Written and recorded in a house in Antigua, West Indies.
lyrics
Found life on the edge, cold feet again
Feeling like I've got one less real friend
What is paradise? Just another vice
Full house heartbreaker with her honey zen
Flamboyant trees tickled by a sea breeze
Mad men, club hand, hurricane disease
Wide eyed still waiting for the other side
Dead end, I've got a pocket full of old keys
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
Slippery slope, she's an antique dead joke
Used to use her all the time but now I'm out of rope
Coming up on fate baby, let's elevate
I know the guy selling hope to the old pope
29.95 for a bad dream
If you ever wake up, next one's on me
New soul? No way, what's another day
Living in the hell of heaven's heavy-hearted fantasy?
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
Will's a stranger, but I've head of him before
I'm an actor hidden on the empty stage
I know you're calling, only heard you yesterday
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
Time won't tell if you've got no change
So I give another dollar to a crackhead stranger
It's strange huh? How everybody's still
Talking like they know what's gonna age you
Sit down, sunset, slow motion
Sipping rum punch, lie back in the ocean
Blue up, blue down, have a look around
Got her by my side, don't need another notion
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
New kind, old perception
Take up sides in a two-faced nation
Got to get out, got to kill this doubt
Got to find another mind with the same frustration
No views, short fuse
Might have thought he had the mad house blues
But he's just like me, life ain't free
So play another hand, don't fold, don't lose
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
Will's a stranger, but I've head of him before
I'm an actor hidden on the empty stage
I know you're calling, only heard you yesterday
And I told you, we don't live here anymore
credits
released November 6, 2014
Composition / Production: Josh Winfield
Lyrics: Jahmol Reynolds & Josh Winfield
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