Been reaching high, but living low
Delusional
In stereo
I´ve been gone, i´ve been traveling far, nothin changes, it's still the same
Been living low, but reaching high
The champagne is free, and so are we
We´ll be fine, some other time
Sundays is gone, monday is here
We´ll be fine some other time.
Sunday is gone, and you´ll still balling
I can hear your mother, she's still calling
I fell in love with the dealer
From the streets of the bay
The sun was brighter in so many ways
I had to lie no matter what
Diamonds and pearls caresses my thirst
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Speeding through daylight
Kissing the sky
Counting time, resting my eyes on that silver screen of yours
Maybe its true, to leave it all behind
We´ll be fine some other time
