Hey Everybody rich online (Mmm) Everybody hurting private Most definitely Marble payphones in a hotel lobby Everybody calls somebody when the world gets foggy Oh Gold on my neck but the guilt's still heavy Whole damn penthouse feel haunted already God damn, we build dreams out of late night vices Champagne tears and expensive prices Marble payphones, still nobody say what they mean My cousin said fame's just a louder loneliness I didn't understand him back then, now I do 'Cause everybody daps you up for the photo Then disappear once the bottles get low Success got a strange way of testing your spirit Hard to hear God through casino acoustics (Sheesh) Used to write dreams inside notebook margins Now accounts call me during poolside arguments Luxury problems still problems, brother Pain in designer clothes still hurt undercover I learned money don't cure abandonment It just lets you suffer somewhere ambient It's hard, still I wake up hungry as hell 'Cause survival turned hustle into a ritual Every scar became part of the syntax Every heartbreak sharpened the pencil If honesty sold as good as fantasy The whole industry would collapse tomorrow Marble payphones in a hotel lobby Echoes in the marble walls still haunt me Everybody want a shine 'til the glow fade out Finish long rides home with the truth too loud Champagne on sunrise cold Everybody got secrets nobody told Marble payphones still ringing in my head all night All night All night All night All night
