You can take what I’ve gotta give
‘Cause this can’t be divided fifty-fifty
When I say what I percieve
Your lack of words make you shifty
While I run through the woods
I feel the wind on my face
Like when I finally understood
We don’t ride at the same pace
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
You can take what I’ve gotta give
‘Cause this can’t be divided fifty-fifty
When I say what I percieve
Your lack of words make you shifty
While I run through the woods
I feel the wind on my face
Like when I finally understood
We don’t ride at the same pace
Saying goodbye to the one who can’t make you feel number one