Messages
Start by giving me the eyes
They crystallize my own disguise
Oh, please despise me
Looking over your shoulder through your telephone screen
Why you gotta be so mean, Billy Jean?
Cause I'm a trippy guy
I just have to know
When you're gonna fire that gun
With the pinch of your palm and your thumb
Oh, keep your pace, said the yellow face
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute without your existence mentioned
Releasing my tension
Waiting for the neon light
I'm so bored despite the anxiety coursing through me
Have you ever thought
What you really thought about the 21st Century
Letting us be sweetly?
Oh no, you haven't
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute without your existence mentioned
Releasing my tension
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
Winter
Minute
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
They crystallize my own disguise
Oh, please despise me
Looking over your shoulder through your telephone screen
Why you gotta be so mean, Billy Jean?
Cause I'm a trippy guy
I just have to know
When you're gonna fire that gun
With the pinch of your palm and your thumb
Oh, keep your pace, said the yellow face
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute without your existence mentioned
Releasing my tension
Waiting for the neon light
I'm so bored despite the anxiety coursing through me
Have you ever thought
What you really thought about the 21st Century
Letting us be sweetly?
Oh no, you haven't
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute without your existence mentioned
Releasing my tension
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
Winter
Minute
It'll be a cold winter without your message revving my engine
Cause it's been a hot minute
Aiming for the killshot
Gotta get high off the gunspray
It'll make you say: "Gotta make daddy proud,"
Gotta sing it out loud
Cause you know deep down you're ashamed
Credits
Writer(s): Tanner Bexson
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