Lyrics
No words to say
All I've escaped
Hard as it is
Starin' my face of hate crimes
Death has a sting you can't hide
We're sortin' through these trends
Piecin' what's left of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no con' (No con')
'Sequences
Even in innocence
A safe from the threat of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no com' (No com')
'Mon senses
Don't let it drag
Don't let it sink
All that they want
Push through the brink
It's our lives
All that they throw in the fire
We're sortin' through these trends
Piecin' what's left of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no con' (No con')
'Sequences
Even in innocence
A safe from the threat of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no com' (No com')
'Mon senses
We're sortin' through these trends
Piecin' what's left of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no con' (No con')
'Sequences
Even in innocence
A safe from the threat of it
Money (Money)
Enhances, no com' (No com')
'Mon senses
Written by: Dylan Bauld, Kyle Hill, McKinley Kitts, Zachary Grace