Cool
I been off my game too long
I sang my songs
Rang that bell
I came along
For the ride
Tryna map out this world inside
Mind games that we playin'
How we live this life
The world turns like a light bulb
Burn like a match
Struck underneath a light pole
Might spit a poem for home
Sing a verse for this earth
Need money for rent
But can't purchase my worth
It takes work to make Anything you care about
My goals lofty and it's costly when they wear me out
Why Kate Spade and Bourdain hurting so much
Feel like any more pain
Would certainly crush this whole planet
I got my own antics and ways to cope
Cook a meal, take a walk, make a joke
Write a song from my thoughts, see my folks
I'm a simple kind of man at my core
Find my hope in the kids
Sing for the air that we breathe
Dance to the music of the spheres
I hate it when my fears
Take away my chance to hear the sweetness
That life whisper in my ear
Like "I need this"
I try to acquiesce to the request
I grew in the West
My humans the best
I try to do more than consuming the next
I see the moon and reflect, take it back
Try to learn and connect
What my head says to what I know in my chest
To what requests does my soul say yes?
Yes, I don't wanna die with regrets
No, I don't wanna die with regrets
Oh no, so I can learn to connect
What my head says to what burns in my chest
To what requests does my soul say yes?
Yes, I don't wanna die with regrets
Get on my game again
I see my friends
Write my songs
I make amends
With ones that I hurt
When I'm acting a fool
Sorry I did it to you
I hope we're actually cool
Summer time
And the living's easy
I sang my songs
Rang that bell
I came along
For the ride
Tryna map out this world inside
Mind games that we playin'
How we live this life
The world turns like a light bulb
Burn like a match
Struck underneath a light pole
Might spit a poem for home
Sing a verse for this earth
Need money for rent
But can't purchase my worth
It takes work to make Anything you care about
My goals lofty and it's costly when they wear me out
Why Kate Spade and Bourdain hurting so much
Feel like any more pain
Would certainly crush this whole planet
I got my own antics and ways to cope
Cook a meal, take a walk, make a joke
Write a song from my thoughts, see my folks
I'm a simple kind of man at my core
Find my hope in the kids
Sing for the air that we breathe
Dance to the music of the spheres
I hate it when my fears
Take away my chance to hear the sweetness
That life whisper in my ear
Like "I need this"
I try to acquiesce to the request
I grew in the West
My humans the best
I try to do more than consuming the next
I see the moon and reflect, take it back
Try to learn and connect
What my head says to what I know in my chest
To what requests does my soul say yes?
Yes, I don't wanna die with regrets
No, I don't wanna die with regrets
Oh no, so I can learn to connect
What my head says to what burns in my chest
To what requests does my soul say yes?
Yes, I don't wanna die with regrets
Get on my game again
I see my friends
Write my songs
I make amends
With ones that I hurt
When I'm acting a fool
Sorry I did it to you
I hope we're actually cool
Summer time
And the living's easy
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Writer(s): Brodie Peterson
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