"Faces" lyrics
(feat. Emily Brimlow)
I'm picking through the zip that you sold me
Now all we need is grape flavored rollies
Trippin' on another old story
Nowhere to be we're walking slowly
It's about the time the neighbors turn the lights out
We can be ourselves when the night fall
It's a quarter to eight already down to the shake
I gotta set the mood with the right songs
Tell me what's new
It's hard keeping tabs through a broken telephone
And making southern California feel like home
We should let plans fall through
Ya we can make the most of it switching up the view
You know it's been a minute since we snuck up on the roof
Faces
Floating in a smoked out basement
We don't even see the changes
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Faces
Running around the same old pavement
We don't even feel these phases
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Always skipping class but never got far
Hopping fences smoking in the backyard
Said in ten years that we'd be famous
As we freestyle and hotbox in my dad's car
Feels so good not thinking about tomorrow
Yeah
Saving every moment that I waste with you
Faces
Floating in a smoked out basement
We don't even see the changes
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Faces
Running around the same old pavement
We don't even feel these phases
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Now all we need is grape flavored rollies
Trippin' on another old story
Nowhere to be we're walking slowly
It's about the time the neighbors turn the lights out
We can be ourselves when the night fall
It's a quarter to eight already down to the shake
I gotta set the mood with the right songs
Tell me what's new
It's hard keeping tabs through a broken telephone
And making southern California feel like home
We should let plans fall through
Ya we can make the most of it switching up the view
You know it's been a minute since we snuck up on the roof
Faces
Floating in a smoked out basement
We don't even see the changes
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Faces
Running around the same old pavement
We don't even feel these phases
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Always skipping class but never got far
Hopping fences smoking in the backyard
Said in ten years that we'd be famous
As we freestyle and hotbox in my dad's car
Feels so good not thinking about tomorrow
Yeah
Saving every moment that I waste with you
Faces
Floating in a smoked out basement
We don't even see the changes
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
Faces
Running around the same old pavement
We don't even feel these phases
We just want to take it slow
Take it slow
