Текст песни Silver Skies - MANILA GREY

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

Feel like you falling, falling, falling
Let it slowly hit you, I feel it too
When the money hits you, you got the moves
Let the flames kiss you

Want to see you lost in it all
Then we gon′ flex on 'em all
All the plaques go straight to the wall
All the ice don't matter, all the flights don′t matter

All the nights I wonder in my new whip, new drip
New money coming in, everything but you
Got new rings, new links, new mink comin′
I'll put everything on you, on you

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

You know I got new whips, new drips
New money coming in, everything but you
You know I got new rings, new links, new mink comin′
I'll put everything on you, on you

High beams hot in the drop top
You never been with the small talk
You never been with a real one
You just want to feel something

Roll me one, let's get lost, ambiance
Feeling your aura strong when you on that strong
We could be something

Look at that fire, eyes with desire
Baby girl takin′ me back to the blue
Reflections of me on my chains and my rings
None that shine brighter than you

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

Look at that fire, eyes with desire
Baby girl, baby girl, back to the blue
Reflections of me on my chains and my rings
None that shine brighter, none that shine brighter

Feel like we falling, falling, falling
Endlessly now
You hold me down like you my G
Whether we high or we falling, falling, falling
When you pull up late night, I pull up too
′Bout to be a long night, so roll a few
When the liquor hits, I taste it off your lips
I'm thinking ′bout the next time

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I'm out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I′m out on the next flight, I′ll be back late night
I owe you some time