Spit Syndicate - Same Difference Lyrics

Lyrics Same Difference - Spit Syndicate



If we're being honest we don't practice what we promise
'Cause it's way different, it's way different
Need it when we want it, then can't keep it when we got it
It's the same difference, the same difference
Is you out tonight? Is you out tonight? I'm leaving 'round three
Leave me out a key, left you out a key, I'm going out my mind again
Hang me out to dry,
Hang me out to dry, and when the morning light arrive
Are you there for me? Would you be there for me?
If we're being honest we don't practice what we promise
'Cause it's way different, it's way different
Need it when we want it, then can't keep it when we got it
It's the same difference, the same difference
Is you out tonight? Is you out tonight? I'm leaving 'round three
Leave me out a key, left you out a key, I'm going out my mind again
Hang me out to dry,
Hang me out to dry, and when the morning light arrive
Are you there for me? Would you be there for me? Yeah
Black cloud up above, white lights on the tuck truck
Track down what it was, and where it went, and how it sunk
But I got water filling up my lungs, been more, more
Do the war better than the love, [?] pullin' up
White knuckles, white doves,
My loves, all these laws of time and space
When we know history repeats, so I'm fishtailin' down your street
When the tires screech think I might need a place to crash
You tell me where I'll find a key, I'm in need, we in deep, deep, [?]
Daddy runnin' out on me 'fore I could walk, yeah
So I spoke for my momma 'fore I could talk, and I guess that I was
Raised different, you preach to me
'Bout your problems, that keeps you way too different
My only focus is progress, you claim my stage too distant
But girl, I been caught up in the game, game, shit'll never change
Paid for my sins before I could 'fford [?]
Drama, drama, fuckin' drama, guess you're just your momma daughter
Tell me when my name get brought up [?]
I feel it in my soul
Yeah, represent or resent me, never been one for repentin'
I feel like heaven has sent you 'cause through my hell you accept me
Same, same, different, different, you pick the same place
Switch the picture, you've claimed we changed [?] we didn't
Same, same, different, different, same gang
Same dang game plan, [?]



Writer(s): James Dean Boserio, Adit Gauchan, Vincent Goodyer, Jonathan Duncan Graham, Nicholas Mark Lupi


Spit Syndicate - Orbit
Album Orbit
date of release
11-05-2018




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