It's only half an hour to get me to the same place as you
Where you were days ago and I'm convinced the Feds are looking through my car
And all they found were cups of coffee everywhere
From when I was trying to keep the pace of everything that you would say
Do I feel slow to you?
I think that no one ever says a word about the way that they were raised
That always anchored me to money
That always anchored me to money
That always angered me
What a closet of a mind that keeps me standing by and by
I will not lie prostrate again
And I'm convinced the clerk is talking to the cops about my birth
I'm fucking 35, alright?
And I don't look young enough for sure to lie for Nicorette
I'm flattered now, but angry then
Playing Yankee on a loop, there's nothing new to listen to
That always kept me from growing
That always kept me from growing
That always kept me
Not a child of springtime filled with wild abandon
I am not your local filming all the candid
Weird shit in the southeast, where is all your family?
Nothing's really canon, at least my understanding
Passing out was such an effort
What harmonious event
A compromise to feeling safe
Kinda cold, but on a bender
I heat up, the temps displace
My body shoots, then asks, "You okay?"
I turn weak with medication
It says, "Man, I'm feeling well"
I cannot start and stop again
That unstable becomes stable
Then it's flipped and here we are
We can't keep up with being healthy
We can't keep up with being healthy
Not a child of springtime filled with wild abandon
I am not your local filming all the candid
Weird shit in the southeast, where is all my family?
Nothing's ever canon, if just another stand-in
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it now (don't feel right about it now)
I don't feel right about it now
I don't feel right about it
I don't feel right about it