Abstract, Trent Stark - Some Nights lyrics

Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
Escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Got a target on my back so I lay low
They heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow
Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
Escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Got a target on my back so I lay low
They heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow

I'm turnt up, drink is SoCo
Ice on the wrist go so cold
I might take a puff just to go slow
In a four door, never feeling so-so
Fans need a photo step out, show love
Play that show then pop that bubbly
Life's so lovely
In the front seat of an old whip


With a new chick on some new shit, ayy
Stay down, stay true
My skies got so cloudy so
I painted my world blue, yeah
I traced all my problems and they
All came back to you, yeah
I mixed my emotions but I
Let that liquor cool
I'm too busy in the ocean to
Go drownin' in your pool
Cross my heart and hope to die
I could never live a lie
Because all we got is time
Shout to Mac 'cause he's the god
Break my bones, throw your stones
Let it go, you could never change my soul

Because
Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
(Move slow) escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Got a target on my back so I lay low
They heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow
Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
(Move slow) escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Got a target on my back so I lay low
They heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow

Stay tryin' me, you lied to me
Hide the key, became everything I tried to be
Got a bird's eye view from the balcony
Playin' birdbrain games but ain't fly to me
Gotta watch your back or the roof collapse
When the house held up by the cards you stack
All the cards you stack
See 'em fallin' back
I was fadin' back and I'm gone
I played some shows and I made some fans
And you hate the fact that I'm on
Now you're in my past
Said I was comin' back
But you're an artifact, so I'm gone
So I broke all the glass on the Porsche
(Porsche)
Autographs written on the doors (The doors)
You can talk a lot but it never mean shit
If you ain't sayin' that to the source
Yeah had to let you go (Go)
Faded to smoke, faded to black
Caught in your circus and then I was surfin'
I find I could never come back, yeah
Glass on the surface but under I'm certain
Your waves had me stuck in a trap, yeah
I had to cut and delete
Now every night it just seems that

Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
(Uh) escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know (I know)
Got a target on my back so I lay low
(Lay low) they heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow
Some nights tilt the glass 'til I move slow
Escape plan
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Got a target on my back so I lay low
They heard that I'm next
Know that any day I might blow

She said, "One of these days, yeah
You're gonna blow" (Gonna blow)
But don't forget all the people you know
(That I know)
She said that I changed, I'm not the same
(I'm not) ayy, I had to shut it down
Go and disconnect the pain
Like I forgot to pay the bill
She just want that Netflix chill
She pop pills and she's okay
She could never feel my pain
Fade away, fade away now
Now you're gone, now you're gone
Back up on my bullshit's what I'm on
What I'm on
That's that new shit, new chick
Say, "Babe, let's go, let's do this"
Losses are a lesson
Every teacher has a student
Now you hit me up, I'm
Like, "Who this, who this, who this?"
Life is just a story, every
Bible has it's Judas, yeah
So come on
Tilt the glass 'til I move slow (Come on)
Some nights, some nights, yeah
Ain't an exit that I don't know
Some nights, some nights so come on
Tilt the glass 'til I move slow
Some nights, some nights, yeah