Hue.

If I showed you the world would you pass right by me?
Not everything that glitters is gold
And not everyone's an innocent soul
If I played you my song, would you sit down and just vibe with me?
Not everything that glitters is gold
So will you tell me if intentions are pure

Baby its rare oh
You tell me that you see me clear
I'm running out of air
So will you tell me if you love me still
Its hard me to focus
I'm not the only one behind my wheel
And I don't think you haven't noticed
I ain't the only one steering
Pain couldn't kill me the way, like your love does
Will you still stay, if you see that heaven's above us?
Under the rain, still playing games but I don't judge you
'Cause I'd do the same, play your game, oh sweet euphoria
I ain't never seen anything precious like that before
Like that before, like that before
Sold my soul for a ticket, don't let me go
But i know paradise probably gon' cost me more

If I showed you the world would you pass right by me?
Not everything that glitters is gold
And not everyone's an innocent soul
If I played you my song, would you sit down and just vibe with me?
Not everything that glitters is gold
So will you tell me if intentions are pure

Crush a little bit and go roll it, like its the way out
Hold a little bit 'fore you blow it, I'm bout to fade now
Crush a little bit and go roll it, like its the way out
Hold a little bit 'fore you blow it, I'm bout to fade now

My eyes keep flinchin'
I see you from my peripheral vision
Oh baby baby tell whats your intention
I've never been the type to listen
But you caught my attention
From the second we touch lips
I start to lose my religion
Shit, it just feels like dementia
So now you getting picture?
Its a hate and love relation
Like the painting depicted
I'd pick your roses
Adoring's torture

My eyes keep flinchin'
I see you from my peripheral vision
Oh baby baby tell whats your intention
I've never been the type to listen
But you caught my attention
From the second we touch lips
I start to lose my religion
Shit, it just feels like dementia
So now you getting picture?
Its a hate and love relation
Like the painting depicted
I'd pick your roses
Adoring's torture