Sad Summer

Yeah yeah
Gotta watch out
Gotta watch out for the kid
Yeah, yeah

Head is spinning lately, been a sad summer
Heavy isolated, underground bunker
And the calendar jumping around numbers
I can't say that I'm feeling real proud of us
But it's proud of me, gotta go alone, 'cause no manager bringing the checks home
Living life always parked in the red zone
Writing lyrics to get off my chest though
Went from album writing straight to alibing I've been MIA jumping from coast to coast
415 619 310
That's just my past in a series of area codes
I'm a seed need to put roots down
Be the biggest tree SD has ever known
They say that they needed a new sound
Listen up i produced this shit on my own
I've been grinding grinding like I'm Terrence
Got no request for a public appearance
Feel like that CD you get off of clearance
I just need pads with no op interference
Pop open a beer, it's a common occurrence
I spark something pure then I put down some words
Then I flow with the currents
Finally free of some worries
But that shit is renewable
I just can't tuck in the pain like its Louisville
Trying to hide it with cheap pharmaceuticals
I smell like THC down to my cuticles
I could still prove that my voice may be usable
Might fuck around and write something that's beautiful
I cast your girl as the lead in my musical
EGOT FDZ say hi from your cubicle

You gotta watch out for the kid
Cause here I go again
Bout to show my hand
Sad summer ending
I'm back in the lab with a pen
Bout to make some plans
Bout to show my hand
Sad summer ending

You gotta watch out for the kid
Cause here I go again
Bout to show my hand
Sad summer ending
I'm back in the lab with a pen
Bout to make some plans
Bout to show my hand
Sad summer ending yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Esteban Fernández
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