Panoramic

Academy

Lyrics

Let the cameras be my eyes
Been walkin' out the door
and taking a picture through a lens of mine

Bored on the hill, don't stop me there

Hop the T, I'm shoppin' up at Copley Square
maybe hit the sea coast
and I'll dream about a beach house

Sneak into a porch and scream
about all the feelings that I got
in my pocket, pocket
'til then I'm just talkin', talkin'

I've been missing since the weekend
asked myself, "what are you thinking?"
no reply, no surprise

I've been planning since I met you
though it's hard to with the sun up in my eyes, pay the price

Blowin' fire like the Santa Ana's
when I die, I want a panoramic view

Raise a toast for the East Coast, Atlantic
never tried, it was automatic with you

I was westside by Pacific
came home with the same flow prolific
from the southside, outside no different

So Imma go get it, and you can hop on it
but not until I'm finished

I saw you caught up on a weekend, yeah
I thought about it oh believe me

I've been missing since the weekend
asked myself, "what are you thinking?"
no reply, no surprise

I've been planning since I met you
though it's hard with the sun up in my eyes, pay the price

Blowin' fire like the Santa Ana's
when I die, I want a panoramic view

Raise a toast to the East Coast, Atlantic
never tried, it was automatic with you

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