"The Crack"
Makin’ me feel inferior
Takin’ me, “nice interior”
Likin’ what I see, baby, relax
Fightin’ with me, soon we laugh
Up, down
The feeling crowns
Up, down
The bassing sound
Up, down
Overturning a frown
Up, down
Is the smile
Turned around
Familiar faces I’ve seen
Many years past, traces, in between
But we lack the means
Besides chit-chat that doesn’t last
So daunting like a movie screen
Casual glance back
Remember me the crack
The guy who had your back
Defended your image when tarnished
From all of the flack
Banter
Slander
Smile
File
For divorce
From these white horses
Make them go back to sleep
We woke them, though
Cause we felt the need
