Selective Morality - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I remember early that year

Spiraling into a friendship

That I hadn’t predicted

I wanted to welcome it

For a little while, it felt so clear

You were something that I looked forward to

I wanted to wipe away your tears

But I couldn’t reach you

Your eyes always speared through mine

I felt your stare through the back of my head

I lied and told you that I was fine

I just needed to go to bed

I’m just like you

I'm just like you

(Still too scared to say that, I guess)

[Verse 2]

All the stupid memoriеs we made

Felt likе I had known you longer

But I know I didn’t

And if I’m being honest

I wish I'd knew more about you

Is it my fault? Did I not try hard enough?

Was it the edge of the cuff?

You’re so much better than me

I think that you should know

Don’t ever take the worst for free

You catch more than you throw

I’m just like you

Go on, and be you

[Verse 3]

I was kind of a dick

Did a lot a shit I regret but I’m glad we’re alright though

Or at least I hope so

I never really know how to read you

Whenever you’re about to speak

I always think I got you figured out

Then you go and ride a different cloud

I’d always compared myself to you

To the point where I hated your guts

In all types of ways I envy who you’d become

(Felt kinda good to get that off my chest, I don’t know)

[Interlude]

(Tryna steal my flow?)

(It’s gay… and Asian)

(My hands are so shaky, I look like an old person)

(I’m coming, I’ll respond, ugh)

[Verse 4]

I remember late last year

Never fell asleep, got to talk to you a lot

I think we have the same thoughts

I wanted you to be my friend

I pray that this’ll never end and I get to be

There right by your side

Your run of the mill “partners in crime”

Your mind’s a loaded gun

You always know what you want

I’ll never live up to who you’re gonna be

To who you’re gonna be

[Bridge]

You never even needed me

But I needed you

I needed you

[Outro]

(All the stars and sorcery)

(And it starts with something new)

Um, that person’s about to park in the not allowed spot… Not good

Anyway, um, pick up your phone (please) whore

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