Netherlands
Ride fucked up like it's "Blood Creepin"
Just ride sipping Witcher fried out, back seat
Devil is onna phone begging not to burn hard
'90s' onna next line asking when will I be back
Fuck 'em all, shut the phone
I ain't fuck with trap no more
Hit the road, got some bros
And we cruising through tulips under December snow
Is there anybody there?
And we're rolling through dark
And I think of my beloved home
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
World sinks, hide air in my lungs
Young drowned rock star, now I feel like Brian Jones
Om
Down, down, down
Om
Dive my bones
Om
Ocean depth
Om
Take my heart
Yaki islandkids ain't kids no more
Yaki islandkids ain't kids, ain't kids, ain't
Yaki islandkids ain't kids no more
Yaki islandkids ain't kids
Maybe I'm the shit
Maybe it's all a dream
Do I care, do I care
As long as I just sleep?
As long as I go these fucked up ugly ways
Let it be our dirty little secret, sis
Maybe it's all my fault
Here's my sonic time, take it all
Island boulevards never talk
Whispered it out loud, cut my damn tongue
And woke up
Saw this shit in my slumber
Before I was even born, son
Om
Down, down, down
Om
Dive my bones
Om
Ocean depth
Om
Take my heart
Just ride sipping Witcher fried out, back seat
Devil is onna phone begging not to burn hard
'90s' onna next line asking when will I be back
Fuck 'em all, shut the phone
I ain't fuck with trap no more
Hit the road, got some bros
And we cruising through tulips under December snow
Is there anybody there?
And we're rolling through dark
And I think of my beloved home
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
World sinks, hide air in my lungs
Young drowned rock star, now I feel like Brian Jones
Om
Down, down, down
Om
Dive my bones
Om
Ocean depth
Om
Take my heart
Yaki islandkids ain't kids no more
Yaki islandkids ain't kids, ain't kids, ain't
Yaki islandkids ain't kids no more
Yaki islandkids ain't kids
Maybe I'm the shit
Maybe it's all a dream
Do I care, do I care
As long as I just sleep?
As long as I go these fucked up ugly ways
Let it be our dirty little secret, sis
Maybe it's all my fault
Here's my sonic time, take it all
Island boulevards never talk
Whispered it out loud, cut my damn tongue
And woke up
Saw this shit in my slumber
Before I was even born, son
Om
Down, down, down
Om
Dive my bones
Om
Ocean depth
Om
Take my heart
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Writer(s): Anton Stankevich
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