Plain and Simple
Plain and simple, let the painting trickle, feel my face it tickle, Malcolm ain't in the middle
How come they don't wanna sit, way too lit, tip my waitresses, this is sink or swim, plain
Simple, plain, plain, plain, simple
Feeling so plain, everything beige, let me sit patient
Even when I'm in a bad place, stuck like stain, up like vein for the weather, wind running through
My cape, cats living in my home, that's why I got a bad cold, get in my cage
Three, two, one, blast off, add salt to the bath salts, that I brought back from the catwalk
All black asphalt in the sandbox, stand on all fours like a damn dog
Can't stop, won't stop on a manhunt, hand off letters that I can't put a stamp on
All that for the manbun dadbod, ran a lot of offshore type startups
The more I brought up the the four-eyed martyrdom, a lot of moms started hoarding like zombies
Foresight cornered on account of my water sign, got a bond with the stars like offspring
Awfully too self-conscious, God complex coming from a childlike wonder
Got sunburnt one night when I left earth, then I woke up with a stomach full of coffee
Plain and simple, let the painting trickle, feel my face it tickle, Malcolm ain't in the middle
How come they don't wanna sit, way too lit, tip my waitresses, this is sink or swim
Guess who, no really guess who, it's me again, y'all can't lose me, y'all don't move me
All y'all move is a mouse and a keyboard, oof
How come they don't wanna sit, way too lit, tip my waitresses, this is sink or swim, plain
Simple, plain, plain, plain, simple
Feeling so plain, everything beige, let me sit patient
Even when I'm in a bad place, stuck like stain, up like vein for the weather, wind running through
My cape, cats living in my home, that's why I got a bad cold, get in my cage
Three, two, one, blast off, add salt to the bath salts, that I brought back from the catwalk
All black asphalt in the sandbox, stand on all fours like a damn dog
Can't stop, won't stop on a manhunt, hand off letters that I can't put a stamp on
All that for the manbun dadbod, ran a lot of offshore type startups
The more I brought up the the four-eyed martyrdom, a lot of moms started hoarding like zombies
Foresight cornered on account of my water sign, got a bond with the stars like offspring
Awfully too self-conscious, God complex coming from a childlike wonder
Got sunburnt one night when I left earth, then I woke up with a stomach full of coffee
Plain and simple, let the painting trickle, feel my face it tickle, Malcolm ain't in the middle
How come they don't wanna sit, way too lit, tip my waitresses, this is sink or swim
Guess who, no really guess who, it's me again, y'all can't lose me, y'all don't move me
All y'all move is a mouse and a keyboard, oof
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Writer(s): Cameron Marshall
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