Hey I'm moving to the front line
Gonna try to make it work
All I needed was for you to be mine
I guess it wasn't worth
All your lies were so damn convincing that you even fooled yourself
Guess it's time for me to keep on moving
Let you lie to someone else
Hey I'm moving to the fast lane
I gotta make it home
Gotta get myself away from this game
Gotta save my soul
Should I ignore or should I try to listen to the voices in my head
Feels like drowning in endless ocean made of all the tears I've shed
I'm moving up the real life
Gonna see if I can just get something
I'm tired of living in strife
Gotta know if I can just get something
Get something, just one thing, get something,
Worry about nothing at all
Get something, just one thing, get something,
Worry about nothing at all
Hey I'm moving to the front line
Gonna try to make it work
All I needed was for you to be mine
I guess it wasn't worth
All your lies were so damn convincing that you even fooled yourself
Guess it's time for me to keep on moving
Let you lie to someone else
Well, She strobe-light, heavy on the octane
The propane on twerk, It's gonna work like
Rich Porter, Sidney Poitier's Passport, escort
Yeah, She all fast lane sport
Since the war report loud got my zone warped
Dope boys cooking raw at ya concert
Front line on merc same crooks new dirt
Same pain love and hurt let me slide first
Never been gas heavy on the ether
Pipe the same blast exotic on the speaker
If it's cash here, It's class warfare
Cause they after the cashier colors clash here, Yeah
I'm moving up the real life
Gonna see if I can just get something
I'm tired of living in strife
Gotta know if I can just get something
Get something, just one thing, get something,
Worry about nothing at all
Get something, just one thing, get something,
Worry about nothing at all