Queer Park Water
Trying to let loose, on and off, broken fuse
Some things I used, few I abused
Trees grow to the sky while rooted
Back and forth guy, volume up down muted
It's just a dark cloud coming by
Clenching too tight try to refute it
Hittin' my tobacco pipe
I never smack my wife
Reading books on the toilet through my phone
This technology is like giving a dog a bone
Knock on the door, leave me alone
All these whores never finding their home
Loving the taste of what I'm cookin
But I'm quite booked, thanks for lookin
Cast your fish nets to the right
Custom made image I create on my kite
Cherubim need both wings to fly
I'm split uneven but I sometimes try
Those bitches proclaim to be real and love to lie
Making a toast to their status or post
What if the internet all died
I'd miss seeing you get those likes at night
You wouldn't miss me, I've been out of sight
I'd miss seeing you get those likes at night
You wouldn't miss me, I'm not a like
Stolen ships full of chocolate chips, Captain Crook
Only when I need a new fresh look
Yo ho ho and a bottle of dumb
A bit retarded but I like to have fun
Try to get to sleep before the sun comes up
Awake to droppin some mud in my cup
Sick of the jitters, anxiety's enough
I'll be fine I figure, another time to be tough
Only thing deep about me is my trouble
Quit jobs too shitty even if they pay double
Not sure how original I am
We're all stuck to this planet
At least I don't have a fake butt like Kim
Babeh, babeh, babeh... No
I'd rather suck on Beethoven's toe
Shake it off, shake it off. in Taylor's mouth
That's what she gets playing in my house
I tried to be a Firework
Set off a fire at work
I was fired from work
Yeah Katy, don't think fireworks
Just sold my soul to the devil
He gave me a gold shovel
We're like a snake eating it's own tail
Jonah fell in the belly of a whale
Feel a little low, get a bit too high
Could be The Last Supper, kiss our meal goodbye
Sit in prayer for peace of mind
Yet it's not that easy, I've tried
The whole universe in the mud in Krishna's mouth
But I'm just a homebody from the East-south
Some things I used, few I abused
Trees grow to the sky while rooted
Back and forth guy, volume up down muted
It's just a dark cloud coming by
Clenching too tight try to refute it
Hittin' my tobacco pipe
I never smack my wife
Reading books on the toilet through my phone
This technology is like giving a dog a bone
Knock on the door, leave me alone
All these whores never finding their home
Loving the taste of what I'm cookin
But I'm quite booked, thanks for lookin
Cast your fish nets to the right
Custom made image I create on my kite
Cherubim need both wings to fly
I'm split uneven but I sometimes try
Those bitches proclaim to be real and love to lie
Making a toast to their status or post
What if the internet all died
I'd miss seeing you get those likes at night
You wouldn't miss me, I've been out of sight
I'd miss seeing you get those likes at night
You wouldn't miss me, I'm not a like
Stolen ships full of chocolate chips, Captain Crook
Only when I need a new fresh look
Yo ho ho and a bottle of dumb
A bit retarded but I like to have fun
Try to get to sleep before the sun comes up
Awake to droppin some mud in my cup
Sick of the jitters, anxiety's enough
I'll be fine I figure, another time to be tough
Only thing deep about me is my trouble
Quit jobs too shitty even if they pay double
Not sure how original I am
We're all stuck to this planet
At least I don't have a fake butt like Kim
Babeh, babeh, babeh... No
I'd rather suck on Beethoven's toe
Shake it off, shake it off. in Taylor's mouth
That's what she gets playing in my house
I tried to be a Firework
Set off a fire at work
I was fired from work
Yeah Katy, don't think fireworks
Just sold my soul to the devil
He gave me a gold shovel
We're like a snake eating it's own tail
Jonah fell in the belly of a whale
Feel a little low, get a bit too high
Could be The Last Supper, kiss our meal goodbye
Sit in prayer for peace of mind
Yet it's not that easy, I've tried
The whole universe in the mud in Krishna's mouth
But I'm just a homebody from the East-south
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Harig
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