Past Tense - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da

You don’t say my name the way you…

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

Maybe it’s the high (high)

Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)

Maybe it’s the time (time)

Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

I ain’t been home in a while

Should call my momma, I won’t

I just don’t know what I want

My mind been gone, yes I know

Some might tell you that I’m cold

I’m on a search for my soul

And everything that I’m owed

The devil’s lurking, I know

I guess the love faded, it’s like it wasn’t even there

Is it the drugs maybe?

They got me high in the air

I feel the buzz baby, this shit’s enlightening I swear

I think you’ll like it up here

I live my life with no care

I tell 'em

Time keeps passing by, by

You stay on my mind, mind

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

Maybe it’s the high (high)

Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)

Maybe it’s the time (time)

Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

I gave all and sacrificed, I tell 'em just to make it happen

Different states and couches I’ve been sleeping, oh you can’t imagine

I’ve been on this hopeless quest, no GPS, like where the map is?

I’ve been on the road to zest to ease the stress, to all the madness

Matching tempos and tones, just trying to make sure they’re straight

There’s no balance, just repetition, same shit everyday

I hope you never follow me, I’m still unsure of the way

See I’m no better or worse, but for whatever it’s worth

You can do anything you wish to do, you don’t have to be miserable

The sky’s the fucking limit

Woah, that’s cliché

I must say

The longest I stay focused, we gon' make it happen one day

The sound like holy sermons, the gospel like Sunday service

Time keeps passing by, by

You stay on my mind, mind

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

Maybe it’s the high (high)

Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)

Maybe it’s the time (time)

Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)

You don’t say my name the way you used to

La-da-di-da-da

La-da-di-da-da

La-da-di-da-da