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Newts
03:28
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I woke up in a musky villa
Alone without myself
We don't have to wait until the sun is up
To recreate our bed dreams and make ourselves happy
We don't have to wait until the sun is up
I like to drive to synths late in the night
Fake bass and reverb make me freeze in time
I woke up at a stranger's bedside
Holding their hand tight
And I shouldn't have waited until the sun was up
Now I'm lending my comfort, helping them pass me on
And I pray to god let me haunt their bassinet
Synths don't hit the same way in the sunlight
Sunspots reverberate off my green eyes
I know I better be better at bein your bitter king
Don't fall asleep on me
And I know when morning comes I'll be back on my own
Just a lizard in the sun, sunbathing when I'm gone
I know I better be better at bein your bitter king
Don't fall asleep on me
And I know when morning comes I'll be back on my own
Just a lizard in the sun, sunbathing when I'm gone
My daddy's daddies' daddies
Were one big family
Their scales crooned heat that helped devise the earth
I stalk the nights and bedsides
The cool air hurts sometimes
But I hate to hunt when the sun is up
I like strings and dissonance in the daylight
Loud booms and screeches thaw me back to time
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We don't have to talk about my truck
We can just talk about your feelings
Talk about them until the sun comes up
I think I done said enough
And shame on me for breaking our trust
But as you know god created a lust
I get a side eye and I'm bidding on luck
But I promise I'll be attentive and this time
We don't have to talk about my truck
We can just talk about your feelings
Talk about them until the sun comes up
I think I done said enough
And if you call my phone eighty times
I'll pick up on the eighty-first
We both know I make your life worse
But one day I'll make good, I promise
You are a person made out of love
I know that'd be a real good thing for me
There's only so many hours in a day
But I don't have time, the boys are on one tonight
And if you pray hard and often enough
I know I'll come around to show you love
I just got to get through these last rough bumps
Pay off some people and I'll be there
And if you pray hard and often enough
I know I'll come around to show you love
I just got to get through these last rough bumps
Pay off some people and I'll be there
We don't have to talk about my truck
We can just talk about your feelings
Talk about them until the sun comes up
I think I done said enough
And if I can get off these fuckin drugs
And pay off the title on my truck
Have a last night with my stray loves
I promise I'll be attentive and this time
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3. |
3 Fanny Packs
02:14
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I used to wear a big backpack
But I converted to fanny pack
But they hold a lot less, so I got to have three
One around my waist, one around my body, and one tight around my neck
They're getting too tight stretching myself too thin
The one around my waist says I don't spend enough time with them
The one around my body says I'm always distant
And the one around my neck says I care too much about them
At school, my textbooks fell out
I'm dumb and I should've just stuck with that big backpack
I tried to put back on that big backpack
But it was on somebody else's shoulders that didn't turn back
Backpacks, they hold a lot more and you choose how much they hold
I fucked up and spread my space around tryin different styles of bags
And it bites you in the ass when you miss just having one place
To store all of your love and feelings to carry throughout the day
Three fanny packs I chose to strap just didn't have as much space
And it really wasn't fair to them that I zipped them up that way
At home, couldn't find my homework
It fell out on the bus ride home, now I'm gonna get a zero
That night, couldn't find my lighter
It fell out somewhere outside and I couldn't get
High
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4. |
You Drink Wine
02:33
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I don't know who you are
But I'm gonna find you if I try
Ever since I got my license I
Been seeing the roads you're takin
When you get home from work, what do you do?
You drink wine
Listen to Keith Urban and cry
I don't know who I am
But I know I'm good at tracking your path
Under bushes I sleep real nice
I feel your warmth through the brick laid
When I make you my wife, what will you wear?
You are the principal at my son's school
And I am a P.I
I get paid to follow people
Reach in their lives, see what I can find
It worked out and we made it so far
I know you'll love me until we die
Ever since I got hitched again my life has been on this cool and steady
When you get home from work, what do you do?
You drink wine with me and feed our son
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5. |
Aesthetic I Like
03:53
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I saw her in the sunlight for the first time last week
We were walkin, actually talkin, and we're goin on a date
I can't wait to see her again
I really like the way she dressed
Lookin like she came out a magazine from 1998
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Got me thinkin bout you in sunlight
But with style
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Wanna see more of you in the daytime, not just the nighttime
She said "let's go thrifting"
I said I'm super down
But when we got to the thrift store
I just watched her look around
She bought Ralph Lauren overalls
And some high-waisted cargo pants
And them strapped up sandals she said she'd never wear but I know she knows she can
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Got me thinkin bout you in sunlight
But with style
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Wanna see more of you in the daytime, not just the nighttime
We started out just playin round
But I like what we found
Holding hands out in public
Got to tell her how much I love it
Now I know she don't like compliments that much
But I just got to gush
Lookin real good every single day
Happy this is turning into more of a sunlight thang
That aesthetic that I like
Got me thinkin bout you in sunlight
That aesthetic that I like
Wanna see more of you in the daytime
We started out just playin round
But I like what we found
Holding hands out in public
Got to tell her how much I love it
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Got me thinkin bout you in sunlight
But with style
That aesthetic that I like
You dress down
Wanna see more of you in the daytime, not just the nighttime
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6. |
nascar dad
04:51
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It ain't fair, but I know it to be true
By myself, I can make my way better
Even light of all this worst
But I can't lie, it hurts my heart to know
That we are truly helpless
And that all that we love will soon burn
It'll all burn
I've always wanted to be a nascar dad, a nascar dad
Way too buzzed for a Sunday, my wife checking in every 50-some odd laps
I've always wanted to have a couple kids
Let them run around, let them be their selves
I've always wanted to be a nascar dad, but the world won't last
I know there be people hanging round
Starting families, having babies
Bringing them into a life that'll hurt them
Big men ruling the world don't care about us and our paths
They just want to burn our world to the ground because they can
They know they can
I've always wanted to be a nascar dad, a nascar dad
Way too buzzed for a Sunday, my wife checking in every 50-some odd laps
I've always wanted to have a couple kids
Let them run around, let them be their selves
I've always wanted to be a nascar dad, but the world won't last
Profit margins are more valuable than people
Why would I try to family when I know things will be even harder so soon?
For all of us out there, yeah then soon enough for everyone
I don't want to bring kids into this life without asking first
And I can't
I've always wanted to be a nascar dad, a nascar dad
Way too buzzed for a Sunday, my wife checking in every 50-some odd laps
I've always wanted to have a couple kids
Let them run around, let them be their selves
I always wanted to be a nascar dad, but the world won't last
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