Corcega - Class-B Stardom

Steppin’ on a loose tile soaked under the rain, the ice is melting fast
Inside the mint julep
The dizziness of freedom has her face all blurred
Frustration flowing steady through his forehead vein

Showing no sign of concern, trippin over his ego getting up on stage
Cables braiding legs, dreaming tickles
He’s king ‘76 hanging on the ropes and burning all the ships
Delays the start, snake eyes
Houston we’ve got a problem expectation dies

You couldn’t stand the weather and you couldn’t stand the crowd
You couldn’t stand the weather and the class-b stardom

Walks out in a daze, feels like rolling on the cold side of his bed
Clouds are judgemental on the falling day, soft spell of the summer and a
Shoulder’ shake
Bloodshot are the headlights staring at his face tormenting him and
Choiring someone else’s name

You couldn’t stand the weather and you couldn’t stand the crowd
You couldn’t stand the weather and the class-b stardom

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You couldn’t stand the weather and you couldn’t stand the crowd
You couldn’t stand the weather and the class-b stardom
You couldn’t stand the weather and you couldn’t stand the crowd
You couldn’t stand the weather and the class-b stardom