Текст песни Wag - TUESDAY

Sacks are full of bum ass rum with side effects for ups
I don't got no place to be I guess we fuckin' this house up
And we've got seventeen heat teetered seaters
Leaning to keep leaders feverish
Really we can deal with it?
Feels like I'm just stealin' it
Oh you'll tell me I'm just feelin it
But its immediate, and you're so into it
I wish you could commit
To be there by my side for lying pothead trickery red-hood science
Under po-po-police sirens
I've got riot, fuck the titans

God you got me goin' off
You know you're not showing off!
I'ma put that shit on pause
My songs blast the autobahn
I feel beams inside of me
And they control my every action
Like old pilot's fighter dreams
Pew pew fear is on the scene

It's like a dream I had
Last night
Oh, I know what you want
And I'll fuckin lay it on ya

I'm so hard to feel right now I grow from petty things
My precedents spied from dreams, of dark things, that I think
But I'm too scared to open up and throw more things on the floor
For the stomach of the friendship and family suckers craters tense like no other
Feeling like I can not
Open up to
Anything but I
Guess I'll try to
I'm so comfy speakin' light around it almost spoke your name
By the way I am ashamed 'bout every day just like the same but

God you got me goin off
You know you're not showing off
I'ma put that shit on pause
My songs blast the autobahn
I feel beams inside of me
And they control my every action
Like old pilot's fighter dreams
Pew pew fear is on the scene

I have fear inside of me
You don't know what I have seen
If we get together though, what will this bring?
I'ma talk to you about it next spring, or I'ma never get close