Things I Think About on Thursdays
Uh
Got a time share on the moon
Three months late on my rent since June
On the ledge I'll make my mind up soon
Garden full of flowers ain't none of them bloom
You break me down like cardboard in the recycling bin
Always on my shit
El Camino drive it quick
The younger you die the longer you live
So pour one out for all the ones who did
And I could
Jeopardize all of my dreams for a loan
I ain't from Kansas City that's just not my MO
Don't make a scene just keep your eyes on the road
And if you catch fire always stop drop and roll
I'm I'm sitting on a sitting on a
I'm I'm sitting on a sitting on a
I'm I I'm siting on a
I'm sitting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
I'm sitting on a gold mine so don't get me wrong
Control me
Take all of my passiveness
And burn it into ashes
Till I am bitter and lonely
Remold me
Look into my happiness
And tear apart the basics of innovation and hoping
I always said I'd find a way
Until I found a way out
No crops to grow this season we four years in a drought
Like a receiver I just pick my own route
I'm double covered but I still double down
Leave me here to fall
You'll see the difference when the distance gets involved
Ooooh
I'm siting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
Im sitting on a
I'm sitting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
Im sitting on a gold mine
So don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong you don't get me
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong you don't get me
Got a time share on the moon
Three months late on my rent since June
On the ledge I'll make my mind up soon
Garden full of flowers ain't none of them bloom
You break me down like cardboard in the recycling bin
Always on my shit
El Camino drive it quick
The younger you die the longer you live
So pour one out for all the ones who did
And I could
Jeopardize all of my dreams for a loan
I ain't from Kansas City that's just not my MO
Don't make a scene just keep your eyes on the road
And if you catch fire always stop drop and roll
I'm I'm sitting on a sitting on a
I'm I'm sitting on a sitting on a
I'm I I'm siting on a
I'm sitting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
I'm sitting on a gold mine so don't get me wrong
Control me
Take all of my passiveness
And burn it into ashes
Till I am bitter and lonely
Remold me
Look into my happiness
And tear apart the basics of innovation and hoping
I always said I'd find a way
Until I found a way out
No crops to grow this season we four years in a drought
Like a receiver I just pick my own route
I'm double covered but I still double down
Leave me here to fall
You'll see the difference when the distance gets involved
Ooooh
I'm siting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
Im sitting on a
I'm sitting on a gold mine
Or a time bomb
Either way I'm gonna blow up
So don't get me wrong
I may be driving on the wrong side of the road
But I be seeing things that they'll never fucking know
Im sitting on a gold mine
So don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong you don't get me
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't don't don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong you don't get me
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Scofield
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