I was playing famous
You was playing stand-off in the corner of the room
I thought it was news, I didn't mean to assume
Pain that you elude, the same pain I felt
When you rose the blade, I couldn't move
I wanted to lose
You wanted to two's on what could've been blues
I was at the station with a muse
Rizla and a red stripe and everything to prove
Needles on the pavement make me think of all the bliss
I used to flake, but now it's fliz
Playing with the silence used to pray for what it is
I thought you said there's beauty in the violence 'cause there is
I didn't go to prom but sold a Gucci belt that did
Beanie with Egyptian font, I would've held you in the wind
But I ain't hearing anything
It just is what it is
It is what it is
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let there be light
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let there be light
Elephant and castle station writings on the wall
Tell me I got 40 more
Or something roundabout the time I figure out
We're just broken souls, but we're throwing limbs in the equation
The ends made me abrasive
I tried to get a page in, but everything's changing
Wasting in the 40 with amazement
I was smiling in the vacants
But it's the way it wasn't taken
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let there be light
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let there be light
