Lyrics Stamps - Ollie Joseph

I′ll ship ya ass up out your hometown
It's a lot of stamps for us to go ′round
You kiss your old nights bye, bye, bye
Get you in sync with this life

I'll ship ya ass up out your hometown
It's enough stamps for us to go ′round
Swiss alps, we get snowed out
We could swim laps on the coast how, does that sound?
Soar across the pond, yeah
In the morning waking up at Charles De Gaulle, yeah
You kiss your old nights bye, bye, bye
Get you in sync with this life, ooh yeah yeah

Never been out the surrounding states, work too many hours a day
That PTO′s too little time, for you to lounge and stay
At destinations that you read about, or seen in motion
Pictures, you live vicarious through influencer postings
Your circle's settled down and having children but
That′s what you sprintin' from, you terrified of gettin′ stuck
You trynalive it up, them duties got you claustrophobic
Rather be duty free shopping until they start the boarding

So spin the globe, where it lands
Hit the road, I can take you to my home in Japan
Don't got a lot, but it′s worth it, I see you need a break
I booked that shit for two, we leave at eight

I'll ship ya ass up out your hometown
It's enough stamps for us to go ′round
Swiss alps, we get snowed out
We could swim laps on the coast how, does that sound?
Soar across the pond, yeah
In the morning waking up at Charles De Gaulle, yeah
You kiss your old nights bye, bye, bye
Get you in sync with this life, ooh yeah yeah

We turn the camera roll to pics straight outta Nat Geo
The power outlets fuck ya′ straightener, you laugh, we know
All that's replaceable, but this shit lasts a lifetime
Uncover you in the uncharted, never know what you might find
White wine welcomes the gradients of the night time
You didn′t know on the hour the Eiffel lights shine
Attractive settings, I'd agree, the glitz and glam impressive
You never had a hobby, turned you to a stamp collector

So spin the globe, where it lands
Hit the road, I can take you to my home in Japan
Don′t got a lot, but it's worth it, I see you need a break
I booked that shit for two, we leave at eight

I′ll ship ya ass up out your hometown
It's enough stamps for us to go 'round
Swiss alps, we get snowed out
We could swim laps on the coast how, does that sound?
Soar across the pond, yeah
In the morning waking up in Charles De Gaulle, yeah
You kiss your old nights bye, bye, bye
Get you in sync with this life, ooh yeah yeah