Little Miami Songtext
von Mixtapes

The later I stay up, the more I get by
On these broken car speakers that carry me through the night
I guess when I sit and think about it, it was all a game
We played a little different, but the pieces were the same
You needed me to kiss your ass and maybe some money for gas
I needed to feel like someone was there at all
Like someone was there at all


But these old habits, I won′t let them stick
(I'm not coming around)
We can′t pretend it won't come upon us quick
But here it is, crushing these friendships
We're nothing but a bunch of bald smoke and two egos that just broke
And pictures that were already burning

And maybe I kept you around because this city
Was too much to down alone
But now I know it′s much better when we stop pretending
And there′s more time to sing along
Down the river with the tracks at our back