Five o one, four fifteen 
Remnants that you left downstream 
Reflections of your memory 
So lucid you don’t have to dream 
Of who you are and who you’ve been 
The stale love that you left behind 
You wanna live but it’s a sin 
Smoking on a cigarette 
Gone when it’s time to forget 
Peerin’ through the rosy tint 
You can’t lose and you can’t win 
So give it all your best spin 

Five o one, four fifteen 
Pages tearin from the seams 
You once were big, but now you’re lean 
You once had grime, but now you’re clean 
And no one’s grass is turnin greener 
Dreamin of what could’ve been 
When you were chock full of intent 
Now you’re grey and feelin spent 
Sick of sittin on the fence 
Thinking God is heaven sent 
When you can barely pay your rent 
So give it all your best spin