Shining down on my everymove. Now lets talk about my exes I cheated on Sharon with a guy in Texas I'm just kidding he was really in Florida But what the fuck fucking rhymes with Florida? The early love seems to become jaded. The end of this outside life. You can learn how to live, breathe. The early love seems to become jaded. Maybe start another goddamn fight. A thing we'll never overcome.
One day it will all come together. You think you're a fan, but you're only a mess, bitch! I'm fucking delirious right now. This will never change I predict. The one that keeps the eyes wide. But I do get tired. We will find art again, again, again.
This show was in their head for years. Now let's talk, about my ex's. Fuck them hard, fuck them hard. This happiness that keeps us all sane. The brain works very weird at this hour. Daddy's money increased my social status. Exploit the idea of this innocence.
Sharon and Chad, I'm happy for you. Crush us over and over again. We are their property, we are their slaves. I'm sorry Coco, I'm sorry Tatianna, I'm sorry Mom but I smoked some marijuana. Progress becomes easy due to this social situation. The brain works very weird at this hour. Faking our own thoughts and sounds.
This psycho ex got heavy handed Tried to Death Star my whole fucking planet Talkin' shit, droppin' names Screen cappin', playin' games I've had it, officially! I'm just lucky, I guess I feel blessed, but I'm stressed I wanna be the best, I just wanna be the best A hundred thousand dollars, it ain't that much To fuck up your mind and all your friends that you trust I'm sorry Coco I'm sorry Tatianna I'm sorry Mom, I wanna smoke some marijuana And move on, cause it's all just a game And it is what it is at the end of the day. Enjoy this life of wonder and imagination. We are just mortal souls left to die. I was on the road Despite the holiday The wintergreen daydream softly collided And took all my headaches away When did I arrive I don't recall ever leaving alaska Why do I hate the dark when I'm alone I was on my way To a brighter day I'm still chasing around But somehow I believe that this is home It's so good to be home I was on the ground When I recalled the day That my discomposure left me forever And swept all my troubles away When did I arrive I don't recall ever leaving alaska Why do I hate the dark when I'm alone I was on my way To a brighter day I'm still chasing around But somehow I believe that this is home It's so good to be home. When is the fucking sun coming up. Move on, cause it's all just a game. But I do get tired.
The old days seem shit and primitive. The rich, sexy smiles that blow the minds of every goddamn male pig out there. The moneys on the dresser so get dressed. The masters of the ocean churn down in my mind. It seems, it seems to never work out like I planned.
When is the fucking sun coming up. I did some challenges, I won a few, oh yeah that's a thing called All Stars 2. Yes I can myself this. Prescribe me: become the whore. The endless desire for my one and only true love.
I fucking love you I'd lay myself down on the train tracks for you In fact, I made this fucking record for you Call me Delano, cause I Adore you. Oh yeah that reminds me about that thing, that secret I've been hiding like a dingaling. Time to hate, kill, fight, conquer. The brain works very weird at this hour. Finally discovering the idea of perfect harmony.