Lyrics
Misty works at the flower spot
Moldin homes with Tony's forklift
Misty flirts with the people they find attractive
and honestly, this coat feels itchy
I'm tied away, this brand new day
Is looking oh so promising
High time to fuck everything up
The mile high club of selfishness
Exists for a single deed
For one to fuck one's self, on and off repeat
And I don't know
If I can fuck myself, for eternity
Different people in different places
Like simple locations I'll never know
Til I get home
Waiting at the red light, like a respectful citizen
This ghost just walks in front of me, and Misty lets it in
I wanna ask what kinda views go back, and if they'll soon take me away in a burlap sack
But honestly, my future's up to someone who's not me
Ben Scanga
O/B/O DistroKid