Trippin - Poliça

All my friends, lost your face

A million miles, constant traces

No one even came to call

Had to figure it out all on our own

Put out with the battle cry

You held me through the whole entire ride

We can’t for anyone say goodbye, oh my

All the strings you have tied round my mind

Tripping down

Losing all I have

Just to be no one

Anyone knows at all

All my friends, lost your face

A million miles, constant trace

Had to figure it out all on our own

Put out with the battle cry

You held me through the whole entire ride

And we can’t for anyone say goodbye, oh my

This game, this game you wear me down just the same

Tripping down

Losing all I have

Just to be no one

Anyone knows at all

All my friends, lost your face

A million miles, constant trace