You reading "In Cold Blood" Like the mother fucker that you are Keep the G&T behind the bar Grow your own marijuana case the price goes up Taking quicky little hitties in the parking lot Reading William S. Burroughs Like a beatnik freak Say there's poetry in the way we fall asleep Grow your own aloe vera case you get burnt I walk into the room saying Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows
You're in the sunroom now With your Parliament and big red lip Painting like you're on a Pollack trip Yeah you're so sentimental, it's a bad disease Haven't seen your wood floor since before last spring And when the money ain't there Then you just don't eat Not like them Silverlake fuckers with their NFTs Grow your own aloe vera case you get burnt I walk into the room saying Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows
1, 2, 3, 4 Nobody knows
Where do you go now? Back out to the heartland where the color has no bounds? No, only forward now
You reading In Cold Blood Like the mother fucker that you are Keep the G&T behind the bar Grow your own marijuana case the price goes up Taking quicky little hitties in the parking lot Reading William S. Burroughs Like a beatnik freak Say there's poetry in the way we fall asleep Grow your own aloe vera case you get burnt I walk into the room saying Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows
Nobody knows my baby Baby Baby Nobody knows
Baby I'm needing something Baby I need your touching Baby it's all I'm wanting
Baby I'm needing something Baby I need your touching Baby it's all I'm wanting
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