Fuck the A.C.
God damn this world is beautiful
We fucked it up with all these roads and cubicles
Now we're standing in line trying to buy some time
Don't you know it ships faster Amazon prime
Collectively destructive no fucking clue what love is
So we're chasing these things
We're material beings
No idea what anything means
Fuck the AC roll the window down
We'll drown the traffic bump the music loud
No destination mind up in the clouds
I'm trying to make my ancestors proud
I'm miles from perfect
I ain't stopping for saints
Every moment is worth it
I'm down for some mistakes
I must confess I'm still learning
Every days a new page
I got this cosmic yearning
That won't go away
I used to skim pages searching
But I think I found a steady pace
As long as I keep moving maybe I'll find my way
But who knows there's no telling (I don't really know)
And who am I to say (I don't really care)
I don't know any better (never really did)
Than anybody (just like everybody)
Fuck the AC roll the window down
We'll drown the traffic bump the music loud
No destination mind up in the clouds
I'm just trying to make my ancestors proud
We fucked it up with all these roads and cubicles
Now we're standing in line trying to buy some time
Don't you know it ships faster Amazon prime
Collectively destructive no fucking clue what love is
So we're chasing these things
We're material beings
No idea what anything means
Fuck the AC roll the window down
We'll drown the traffic bump the music loud
No destination mind up in the clouds
I'm trying to make my ancestors proud
I'm miles from perfect
I ain't stopping for saints
Every moment is worth it
I'm down for some mistakes
I must confess I'm still learning
Every days a new page
I got this cosmic yearning
That won't go away
I used to skim pages searching
But I think I found a steady pace
As long as I keep moving maybe I'll find my way
But who knows there's no telling (I don't really know)
And who am I to say (I don't really care)
I don't know any better (never really did)
Than anybody (just like everybody)
Fuck the AC roll the window down
We'll drown the traffic bump the music loud
No destination mind up in the clouds
I'm just trying to make my ancestors proud
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Villavicenio
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