Текст песни 3 More Wishes - Froogle

Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well

I need space!
I'm on fire
Gas me up into the sky
Watch it become alive

I'm like a third degree burn
You let me sit and then I bubble up
I get in trouble with my words
And bite my tongue like everybody else
And you can see me from a telescope
Cause I'm from the space city Houston
Got me into music
Beats stay lazy
Voice stay nasally
Hometown miss me
Said I'd never make it
Look at how i'm living coming out my moms basement
Now why you jelly like the spread?
Got a Swiss cheese brain and I hope that it's apparent
Now why you jelly like the spread?
Peanut butter sandwiches are what I ate

Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well

I need space!
I'm on fire
Gas me up into the sky
Watch it become alive

Hot! But then I'm cold like medicine
Blow smoke like a veteran
So slow like management
So I went independent
Now i'm stacking up all my percentages
I'm latin man
With a slight tan
And a frying pan
Full of Vyvanse
I'm a handful
With a big soul
So be careful
What you wish for

(911 what's your emergency?)
(Help! I'm on fire! Ahh!)

Three more wishes in the well
Three more wishes in the well

I need space!