Say 20 trips around the Sun, I'm riding passenger Jesus took the wheel when I was burning in the atmosphere Well how am I supposed to satisfy my soul When these satellites, they know my alibis are phony These drugs will hurt your hippocampus Man it's cool, at least I'm hip on campus Cause every day is a canvas Your symmetry is slanted Your bigotry is a cancer Private browsing, mischief managed, then return to candor Mind is clouded, the old man still snoring These cats and dogs are all they faking I ain't even know it Upcreek, paddle stolen, a la mode, but no one hears me Every morning ibuprofen, hellbent I'm still heaven sent see Momma says you smell good angel, the choir sing in unison Don't box you in, forget the angles You a galaxy with human skin Father god my beautician, know there ain't no true image Ask Houston, take a look at lunar men
Well like some planes I tried blend in with the stars so Gotta get so high that I drop all my precious cargo Jet stream of memories and moments that I borrowed They gon be gone tomorrow (no)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
