Good looking

(Glah) (Deuce) (I'm feelin too down) (Can't cope, so) (Roll a blee, then I) Relations They be stable At the end Always fatal (Uh huh) Love be filled with betrayal Now you my hand-me-downs To the next But you Showed me how to express High speed loving Got left in a wreck (Huh) Gave me time to reflect It's all just memories Like cassettes In the past We just history Got left on a mystery But It got put out its misery Seeing you move on hurting me (Like what) Hurt heart Change how I move To protect it drift off Me and you too disconnected (It's a dub) For us ain't no repair We too far gone Shit ain't fair Had my heart Took it back Tapped Into feels in my bag (Woah) Cuz my feeling were bagged Locked up They were free went out bad You a woulda, coulda, shoulda had Pack that energy off get away Used to pick you over me any day Now that shit been a dub Out my face But anyway Sometimes I be missing ya vibe And I think bout that shit all the time Ian even gon lie I'm feeling too down Can't cope So Roll a blee Then I tote It buss my figi I'm wishing I hope It sooth all the feels that I hold But through all the pain You help mold Who I am, so Only right that I'm saying Good lookin And farewell