Trick

Saint Cava - Trick

Trick

Thought I was gonna

Give you a sip

Pink drinks and big dreams

They all taste the same

Have you ever thought

Of a main plain

Well your main plan is unsafe

Hope to uncover a gold mine

While we drive past

Every state line and

Trick

Thought I was gonna

Give you a dip

Let me know when I

Can call home n say

We all over the news stand and

Swimming pools at

Twilight we fantasised

And you would look at

Me with them puppy eyes

Look have you ever

Thought of my ways

I am not the one to

Sit around and be tamed

Last time we did this

We needed it

Days in a haze let 'em

Waste our time

Flying high let 'em

I don't run I just let 'em

Waste their time

Days in a haze let 'em

Waste our time

Flying high let 'em

I don't run I just let 'em

Waste their time

And it usually feels sick

Slow when it hits

Bring me down with these sweeps

I slide then I sleep

No way you'll succeed

I lay 'em off with their ways

We'll sustain

Tell me who decides

What business is mine

I don't know none

Of these saints

Why idolise their ways

I'd rather wait for

Someone to tell me

That everything's good

And there's nothing to tell me

Days in a haze let 'em

Waste our time

Flying high let 'em

I don't run I just let 'em

Waste their time

Days in a haze let 'em

Waste our time

Flying high let 'em

I don't run I just let 'em

Waste their time