Lyrics MOSSCLIFF - BROCKHAMPTON

MOSSCLIFF

You ain’t gotta talk you still blocked from my contacts
She hit me on my MySpace she ever wanna find me
I’m way too fly to drive, too drunk to call…
You can all follow me
If he falls…
These people are the same
These houses are the same
Through the quicksand, the wind, and the bush in between
Someone has to shine
The boys of the wild found each other during their time
Of need and chose to turn to each other in order to grow
Learn, learn, share, hope
Running away from home, facing the fears of the real world
Maintaining to hold on to the idea that
Connected them all, but this is difficult
Challenging, there’s something different in the air
The clouds are changing, weapons,
Love, heartbreak, and everything in between
Dirty, filthy boys
Don’t let this one die