Full Moon
Pastel Clout
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I don't wanna be by the seashore Selling seashells till I see hell Yeah, I know they mean well But I can't spend another second on the brink of another blessing Or another minute stuck at the speed limit I don't wanna sit here on some eggshells parallel to the stairwell That I've been climbing inside of going nowhere Sitting here, taking care and growing hair What's wrong is our lack of what's wrongs Instead we just put it into songs We all just a little melancholy waiting for somebody's calling But we're afraid to make the call We are making small talk, call blocked Acting like we all mall cops, Paul Blart I just love when people speak from they heart 'stead of being 'fraid to be smart Holding apples up to the small darts I'm tripping off the full moon All of the water inside me shakes I can't be the only one acting strange If you're smiling maybe you're a fake Maybe it isn't too wrong To try and put on a face But if yonder window breaks over my forehead Which one should I make? I don't wanna be by the seashore Selling seashells till I see hell Yeah, I know they mean well But I cant spend another second on the brink of another blessing Or another minute stuck at the speed limit I don't wanna make up reasons for not wanting to hang out It's too late for a blaze up, I'm trynna black out I just wanna be by myself I don't wanna be with nobody else You're living like a demon lives inside your room But an angel lives inside of you I can see through all your curtains inside your tomb Being sad to you is like bride and groom And I think you'd feel so much better if you let me in We've all needed a hug We've all needed a friend All you gotta do is show your emotions Explosions cant be held down by a picket fence We've been taking it for granted How are tables topped with granite, how we lost the fucking mammoth We've been begging for forgiveness with our fingers on the triggers While they leaving no witness I wish I had one stinger just like bees When we drop trees we feel it linger and lose our peace Our heart rate increase in armchairs obese But we can't see nothing Open up my mouth all that falls out is stuffing All we care about is bread while I sit here eating muffins Blowing out white smoke, yeah we more than just puffin' I think we lost all the love all we're doing is lustin' I think we might be dead 'cause we ain't even blushing Building a dad when he ain't even a husband Children are sad before they even out the oven We just gotta fill our plates with a fare share We just gotta make like Drake and take care We just gotta check our brakes before we ain't here We just gotta bake our cakes and say the lord's prayer We just gotta take our time and really listen When you look into her eyes, you can really feel that girl glisten When you look into the skies, you van feel the world spinnin' When you take a bite of the pie you can really taste the cinnamon Raising a glass for all the children Wearing a mask for strength of the civilians Racking my brain for new rhymes and synonyms Design a new time where i ain't just making dividends Build a new life from the derivatives Back before when all of our resources unlimited Taking it back to when all of this was primitive When we really meant all of our smiles and our grimaces
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