Butterfly SkyDon't say the truth
Tell me a lie that feels good
I'm gonna wield you like a sword
I'm gonna be your razor blade
Just like a child
There will tears of laughter
When it's too hot to sleep in summer
When you can't sleep call my name
Claude MonetYeah, I don't worry 'bout a thing
I got no time to overthink
'Cause I feel it, it's slipping away
'Cause kids aren't kids forever
But it feels like yesterday
When everything was simple
It's slipping away
Cup of Tea in the BathSo she came down
To do some living
To drink big cups of wine
In gardens round the city
And the the mothers rock their babies gently to good night
She feels the cold come up through gaps in the floorboards alright
Alright
Fast RideWhere we come from there's a wall of fire
The girls are getting dressed to kill and if you stay
There's a procession down the esplanade
Boys and their silver chains
But I don't like you for your smoky eyes
I don't believe this rotting american dream
These days it's hard to make an honest buck
And if you're feeling stuck
Good Thanks"What's this?" "Hey, what's up, girl?"
"Hey, what's up?"
"Oh, I got something for your ass"
How are you? Good thanks, I'm chilling
Let me try explain this feeling
Friends with geeks, I'm mates with villains
See both sides, that's laser vision
OttoVerse 1
Uh girl tell why you act all sad for
You're bored, you wanna go out more
But you have to understand that bissets a killa
Sing the high notes, the good choices or the bad choices, goodnight folks
So hop in we’ll turn the car to a dance floor
That CD stack left Fleetwood Mack raw
SpinShe's pretty, she's photoshopped by God, drinks a vodka soda
She walks with a bop in her step, and she waits for no one
And I won't come down, until I have to
Straight through the roof
I'm upside down, walking under the moon
And it spins my mind, my mind, my darling
She knows just what to do
Stolen CarsWe gotta get out of this place
I don't think no one will miss me
This city is full of our mistakes
We'll follow roads to the next state
Yeah, I don't mind taking the long way
Motorbike skids in the pouring rain
I don't believe the lies they say
I'm tryna be yours
You Always Know The DJDon't you know going crazy
Almost certain it's just your age
Don't you know going crazy
Wash the goodness down the drain
Just like a singer
A singer in your favourite band
Feel like a winner
But I don't know about that