Trick - Saint Cava

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

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