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Been slippin like grease at 90 degree my knees hit the pavement
I wanted to scream I wanted to call for a priest I don’t even believe in
I feel fairly decent
This is barely reason for a smile
How can I fall more
Been at the bottom floor down at the deep end
Im swimmin look up see you mouth and eyes wide grinning your teeth
I’ve blurred out every face
I pray These smiles can’t all be fake
My god
Are you happy at all?
Cus’ Ive seen you smiling and I want to feel whatever you feel that makes you smile that way
Are you happy at all?
My god
Are you happy at all?
Cus’ Ive seen you smiling and I want to feel whatever you feel that makes you smile that way
Are you happy at all?
Cus’ I don’t remember how it feels
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2. |
Glass Casket (Remix)
04:03
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I wish I was a farmer
I wish I was an astronaut
So I could feed my family
And then take them somewhere very far away yeah
I wanna be a traveler
I wanna witness everything
And then bring you to my bedside
I dream about it even when I wake up
I think that I might lost my mind
Think that I might lost my mind
You don't care about the words that I sing
So I don't care about the burden it brings
This is something that I gotta try
This is just something that I gotta try
I don't care about the birds and the bees
No I just want you to have what you need
But that’s how you feel?
That’s how you feel. Yeah.
You just see failure
How could it be?
How could you think that?
You should know better
Pray to the stars
Pray to the moon
Pray something moves me
I can't be swayed. Nah. I think it's too late.
I wish I was a farmer
I wish I was an astronaut
So I could feed my family
And then take them somewhere very far away ya
I wanna be a traveler
I wanna witness everything
And then bring you to my bedside
I dream about it even when I wake up
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3. |
Doing Too Much
03:14
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You're doing too much for me
When the lights turn on
I can see all the things you hid from me
What’s wrong with showing a little extra?
I can’t sit still
Why you wanna keep everything the same?
None of its real
It’s just all a game
Am I too hyper, or are you too serious?
I think you’re too serious.
You're doing too much for me
They too fake and I’m too crazy
They don’t want me at the show
Sound like hating that don’t phase me
Bitch I’m knocking down the door
I’m impatient I hate waiting
You can miss me with the bull shit
Saying I’m too much
I know I heard it all before
They all losing they too choosy they too cool to hit the floor
I got drive and got Em moving uhaul whippin through the course
They so live And droolin riding zoomin in and out the Taurus
Watch em bussit did too much Im stacking up all my rewards
Now I’m fuckin up a bag I got it all cause my persona
That was something I didn’t have I dreamt about when I was Broke
I was working every night and day and grinding on my own
I was certain I’d be poppin if I’m honest knew I got it but these
People wanna pull you down
When they ain’t got nothing else to do
People wanna wear you out
When they ain’t got nothing else
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4. |
Backseat
03:07
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You got a Pipe dream
Catching up to me
on my nitro speed
Lucky me
Up all night like P
Till the sun I see
Eyes stuck at noon
Hands Ten and two
Iced for the track meet
Passed up like last week
You gotta speak Nicely
When asking me for favors
I may comply
I see illusions bike away
Afraid. you want a ride
Get in just hop in the backseat
Rinse and wash and then repeat
It’s spreading like ace
Pop In the back seat
Hop in the backseat
Where you wanna ride to?
I can take you anywhere
I got the keys and Im starting up the engine
Tell me where you wanna go
We gon’ ride if you wanna ride
Cranking up the gas
At the drop of a dime
I stop and rewind
after me I leave em behind
Slowing down?
Nah nah Neither am I
Know i get to jonesin when the feet on fire
Know you wanna ride
Ya You Reading my mind
dont wanna anytime
know you’re Free to decline
If you wanna turn it up
Go on and crank up-the speed
And hop in the backseat
Hop in the backseat
Where you wanna ride to?
I can take you anywhere
I got the keys and Im starting up the engine
Tell me where you wanna go
We gon’ ride if you wanna ride
Ain’t afraid of gas
We take it slow
Or take it fast
Don’t slam the door
Make mama mad
The Colors glow
up on the dash
Ain’t no other cars out tonight
Drive smooth like peanut butter bread all white
It’s sweeter than nabisco
lanes feel like a disco
Dancing off the brights
The Street is shining all in the light
The stars inviting us to the sky
The car feel like it’s gonna take flight
It might just take flight
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...If you even gotta ask... you dont know
On a Porcelain wing look how fragile
Look how agile when it’s droppin right in
Yeah Really dip low and
Really dip low But I
Get Up singin like Selena
Let me beat it beat it bom bom ya
Pretty thing got em all on pause gon’ throw the bare like diddy Kong
Charming bet I clean up strong
Hit once swear to god got em turned to gollum
Crouched down like that
And it fold in half
Edible in the mouth like grapes
So divine Make it rewind
Glarin behind bussin out that Mylar tape
I don’t know. They all wanna know.
...if you even gotta ask...
How he do it like that?
Fucking me back
Throwing that ass
I might really dip low &
Play with my friends
Play with my fam
Play with my funds
I might really dip low &
You don’t know how far I’ll go
On a porcelain wing
Fall apart
Coulda been cautious
Got a bit nauseous as it drops
...If you even gotta ask...
You don’t know
I’m not even gonna act like I didn’t pass you in a past life
Why do I feel gaslit when the whites ask if I’m half white?
I want to thank the academy I been acting like you had a chance
Satellite out of sight
Out your mind actually that to me
Sounds alright
Sound high strung you should drop the capo
Fake fucking friends act Ross and Rachel
I grew up in the woods by farms and stables
All my best friends were pines and maples
We were just kids
Stayed up ‘til dawn
Typing an email to send to a blog
(Oo) We never got a response
Maybe I’m glad I forgot
I’m feeling that way a lot
Feels like a lifetime ago crushing pills in the parking lot
Now my enemies looking for a deal
Call the record label
End up on the phone with me
Let my phone look like Saturn
Watch that bitch ring
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