Young Lungs - Three Sixty

Hard to tell my lefts from rights and
Rights from wrongs i write these songs
& I just i just
Need a chance to right my wrongs
My timing short dont have too long
I have to run
Wrongs feel right so tell me lies
I wanna hear
All over night the sober nights
Lonely nights we rolling dice and take a chance
On future plans I need some bands
No where to run I load the gun
& cock it back then waking up its over now
I’m older now I’m growing up
Dont look now I’m blowing up
Both of us, we rode the bus
No hope for us, they noticed us all over now
And we never slowing down
Found my wings its over now
Lately pacing, patience fading, crazy
I been slaving daily ain't complacent
They just hate me wasting time
I hate myself for both of us already baby
Maybe next time will be different
Watch your back the whole 360
180 all on them fake ones
Finna leave this place they gon miss me

Cuz u wasn't with us when we first started
No help no love no handouts
Still plotting with the same kids
We dun ran round this whole damn town
But we grown now
Still doing everything alone now
Cian teddy & that be the set
Working every day all on our own now

I been thinking back
Years up in the past
2012 when we was still up in the pad
Life is changing quick
Time is running short
I been wasting lots
That i can't afford

I been looking up
While I’m feeling down
Putting on my mask
Blend in with the crowd
Bitch I’m standing out
Never had a doubt
Everybody did
Bitch look at me now