It's a Tricky One

[Intro]

It's a tricky one, we don't wanna get piped down

Vibes come up when the boy's in town

Wow, bet you want a bit of us now

Fresh new burner like pow, pow, pow

It's a tricky one (Tricky one—)

(Wanna get piped—)

(Vibes come up when the boy's in—)

Tricky one

(Bet you want a bit of us—)

(Fresh new burner like pow—)

[Verse 1: Jordan Stephens]

What's inside your pocket full of dreams?

Shorts of mixed feelings and bags of self-esteem

Up-and-down life, man, respect the regime

Cost less to stay fucked than it does to stay clean

Full of bad habits

The anxiety is real, spare a penny for my panic

I find solace that I finally found the root of my damage

But the bruise won't heal, it's just easier to manage

You ever had a thought you don't want to recollect?

Paintin' pictures in my mind as I try to forget

It's a tricky one, yes, you can't erase every step

So, man, I live with these scars till the day that I rest

Clear head now, eight hours in my bed now

Wake in the six feelin' zenned out

So many things make sense

But got here from livin' on the edge, it's blessed

[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule]

Slow down on a heat wave, dryin' up in the sun

Drowned out on a beach day, those thoughts ain't the one

Anesthetic, man, I get it, you could just let it run

But I bet it doesn't get this vivid if you're always numb, yeah

[Verse 2: Jordan Stephens]

I've done snow in the summer, snow in the mornin'

Threw up in my sink without warnin'

Did another line, put the jacket on and walked out the door then

Wondered if I'd gained a fear of boredom

I'd already spent a fortune

Hedonism costs, but what an awesome high

Livin' off the thought that I'm an awesome guy

Yeah, she's fucking gorgeous, doubt I'll get it up

Lately, it's been harder and harder for me to—

Come on, someone show me where the afterparty is

Forgotten dreams and spaghetti westerns

Everyone's standoffish till they find out you're a shootin' star (Click, click, pow)

Aviators and a few cigars

People cuttin' lines from every actor with their stupid power

Gotta flip the script, keep the silence, bit of peace and quiet

Gutter full of lilies and a sea of violets

There are other ways to channel violence

Without flippin' on the self

Same story, but we're on a different shelf

[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule, Jordan Stephens, Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens]

Slow down on a heat wave, dryin' up in the sun (Sun)

Drowned out on a beach day, those thoughts ain't the one (Ain't the one)

Anesthetic, man, I get it, you could just let it run

But I bet it doesn't get this vivid if you're always numb, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

It's a tricky one, we don't wanna get piped down

Vibes come up when the boy's in town

Wow, bet you want a bit of us now

Fresh new burner like pow, pow, pow

It's a tricky one

Tricky one

[Bridge: Jordan Stephens]

Yeah, it's the reason I scream

I pulled the plaster off and let it bleed

It seems we're splittin' 'cause I'm splittin' at the seams

You're not even half of what I need

Old sports, new greed

Have I always got to pay for bein' me?

Let me see what kind of face I can steal

Glacial expressions, two secs, let me chill

Why you always all up in my grill?

It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a pill, what?

It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a pill

Yeah

[Outro]

And all of those negative beliefs that we've created to make sense of what happened to us

When we go through all of that, the false self layers

Into the pain, through that pain which is also a portal

Remember, wings are always portals

And then you come back to remembering the truth of who you are