Top Deck

And can you give me a second Just while you powder your nose Tell me how you are wiser How the grass it grows in your favour You savour all those things that you own And you can't help looking backwards 'Cause it keeps you warm In the night and you fight Are you still fighting the feeling? Of all those teenage scars that show no signs of healing And I'm warning, you're falling, babe Apart the core All the songs that you were singing You're not singing no more All the things that you were trying But you've tried them before You'll try them, try them And you'll try them some more And is there enough hands on the top deck To spare your worried mind from heartbreak? Is there enough hands on the clock just to stay with me, me? Is there enough lines on the table Just to say that you are able? Is there enough songs on the song sheet to sing with me? And can you give me a second just while I reap what I smoke? While I break through the barricades Of these dopamine hopes And all them tired old souls Who want you rich but still broke Let's smoke dope in the morning by the old school road Right out by the old school road Right out by the old school road And my mind on the money but my heart stays here at home Is there enough hands on the top deck To spare your worried mind from heartbreak? Is there enough hands on the clock just to stay with me, me? Is there enough lines on the table To say that you are able? Is there enough songs on the song sheet? Is there enough songs on the song sheet? Is there enough songs on the song sheet to sing with me?