FONDA ON THE ROOF

Too much
Small talk
Shut up
What the fuck you on about
I'm done, so done

I'm at the Fonda on the roof
I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm way too nervous this is new
What the fuck do I say to you
Ahhh
Cos
I had enough
I'm going numb
Isn't it foggy now
Burning my tongue
I need to run
I'm at the Fonda on the roof
What the fuck do I say to do
Ahhh

Like no one
Gets me
The bloodshot eyes are on the Gucci
It's just blah blah blah blah blah
Like what the fuck you on about
Wish I was far from anyone
My cerebrum ain't exactly turning on
I got black lungs
I hope my Uber comes

I'm at the Fonda on the roof
I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm way too nervous this is new
What the fuck do I say to you
Ahhh
Cos
I had enough
I'm going numb
Isn't it foggy now
Burning my tongue
I need to run
I'm at the Fonda on the roof
What the fuck do I say to do
Ahhh

Everyone around me are gravestones
Chatting for the crowd please
Let it go
Creeping all around me like Redbone
"I'm at the Fonda on the roof"
Everyone around me are gravestones
Chatting for the crowd please
Let it go
Creeping all around me like Redbone

I'm at the Fonda on the roof
I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm way too nervous this is new
What the fuck do I say to you
Ahhh
I'm burning my tongue
Shattered a drum
Don't need the Molly no
Missing my mum
I need to run
I'm at the Fonda on the roof
And I don't know what the fuck to do

AHHHHHH



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Writer(s): Glen Roberts, Richard Fairlie, Noah Breakfast
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