Melting

It's four o'clock in the evening
I'm waking up to the feeling of
(Wait what?)
Hold on what the fuck

Been here before a day ago
I swear to God I had no more but it
Seems I'm getting old

But who cares
Let's get a mix of the RSOs
Let's take a bite and say uh, oh

Dreamin, my body's getting slow
Explosion, my mind is 'bout to blow
I'm melting in a pot of gold

And my body, is seeping through the couch
I feel my words lost in my mouth
I'm folding man I've got to go

Paper cuts, through my guts
Do what I must to stop the feeling
A blessed curse, do your worst
Going to church the pews I'm kneeling

Say my trust cause my soul's on fire
Quarter left can we get much higher?
I feel I've had enough (enough, enough, enough)

La da da da, la da da da, da da
La da da da, da da da, da da da
La da da da, la da da da, da da
La da da da, da da da, da da da

Here we go again



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Dang
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