Fluorescent

Foot to the pedal, man I'm pressing
This danger in my life that I'm reppin'
I guess I'm reppin'
Cause' I only fill the tank when it's fluorescent
Just a second, let me get my light on
Light on the critics, I want
To still feel good about myself
There's so much liquor on my shelf
I keep stock in case I need some help
If shit drops I guess I'm going to hell
I'm criss-crossed, it's getting hard to tell

I'm criss-crossed, it's getting hard to tell

I remember all those nights
Don't come around talking to me like you weren't my drug
You were making me feel high
Staying in this bubble with you drowning
Catastrophic figments of my mind
A heart split in two, if I chose your side I would be ending my life
And starting someone else's
Lying to myself if I say that I am selfless
Always seem to crumble, take the apple for myself, it
Doesn't make me like me, I don't like selfish
Lying bout my shelf if I say that I am helpless

Foot to the pedal, man I'm pressing
This danger in my life that I'm reppin'
I guess I'm reppin'
Cause' I only fill the tank when it's fluorescent

Man, it was just the other day
I thought I'd go the other way
You thought I'd get a different donut
I thought my life was gonna change
I'm at the light, I'm running late
Waiting for the right shade of grey
I've never really liked the running race
But I can tell you that I like to run and chase
You around, and my dreams but that's okay
The sky's not really the perfect shade of grey
The sky's not really the perfect shade of grey
The sky's not really the perfect shade of grey

The sky's not really the perfect shade of grey

(Foot to the pedal, man I'm pressing)
(This danger in my life that I'm reppin')
(R-r-r-reppin')
(Cause' I only fill the tank when it's fluorescent)



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Writer(s): Alex Savage
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