Highways
Open your mouth
Let me pour water in it
Youre such a loser
But you cant admit it
Helping you out
In your messy confusion
Its harmless innit
Its just an illusion
Your nicotine sick brain
Drives me insane
You cant move right now
Its cold out
Go down
And Ive been trying to tell you
Youll smoke your mind away
You dont care either way
On these forlorn highways
And Ive been trying to warn your brain
About its prettiness and how easy it is
To go insane
On these highways
Ugly girls
Pretty boys
What a joke
Postmodern noise
Open your mouth
Let me pour water in it
Youre such a loser
But you cant admit it
Helping you out
In your messy confusion
Its harmless innit
Its just an illusion
Your nicotine sick brain
Drives me insane
You cant move right now
Its cold out
Go down
And Ive been trying to tell you
Youll smoke your mind away
You dont care either way
On these forlorn highways
And Ive been trying to warn your brain
About its prettiness and how easy it is
To go insane
On these highways
This city is troublesome
Ugly girls
Pretty boys
What a joke
Postmodern noise
Bite my lip
And grab my loins
Being holy ships
Playing bible toys
Let me pour water in it
Youre such a loser
But you cant admit it
Helping you out
In your messy confusion
Its harmless innit
Its just an illusion
Your nicotine sick brain
Drives me insane
You cant move right now
Its cold out
Go down
And Ive been trying to tell you
Youll smoke your mind away
You dont care either way
On these forlorn highways
And Ive been trying to warn your brain
About its prettiness and how easy it is
To go insane
On these highways
Ugly girls
Pretty boys
What a joke
Postmodern noise
Open your mouth
Let me pour water in it
Youre such a loser
But you cant admit it
Helping you out
In your messy confusion
Its harmless innit
Its just an illusion
Your nicotine sick brain
Drives me insane
You cant move right now
Its cold out
Go down
And Ive been trying to tell you
Youll smoke your mind away
You dont care either way
On these forlorn highways
And Ive been trying to warn your brain
About its prettiness and how easy it is
To go insane
On these highways
This city is troublesome
Ugly girls
Pretty boys
What a joke
Postmodern noise
Bite my lip
And grab my loins
Being holy ships
Playing bible toys
Credits
Writer(s): Sayuj Sharma
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