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We'll befriend you, no logic
Looks exotic on the menu
It runs like guitar strums that bleed on stage at the venue
It comes from the rising sun

of thin air
Like vaporized paint
Laid it two step over metal
Only steel that will stain
This my chariot of fire
And my soundtrack of flames
Real deal, oh

Said I'm just getting some air
I'll be little while
He climbed up the chimney
I heard a thud on the floor
Ran outside to find Santa
Lying dead at my door

I got the sauce all by myself
I didn't get any help
I put the pen straight to the paper
I heat it up til it melt
Niggas ain't really really right
I

Man, I'd love a drink
To sip on, to clink
Thirsty for friendship
Or courtship to rip

Sat in my room
Surrounded by gloom
Twiddle my guitar

and my guitar
Sing alittle song from the heart
The moonlight sight receding
Like my Sketch book marks of black inc
I can't seem to grasp it all

I need

to work with but the fact we're dying
Descendants of stardust, we aim for the stars but
We often get starstruck by men we cannot trust
Just play your guitar

the air freshener, I could be the messenger
These kids are pretty smelly and they really oughta know 
Crunked as you are, you shoulda stuck to the guitar

mine
We both felt gravity’s pull
Like nothing on earth
In this lifetime before
It was paradise
Surrounded by common life
The magic was yours and mine
You

the day cuz we party thru the night
Yea
You can call me basic
My type is the only basis
Blinded by their beauty I need to go get and pay for lasik
She make

Walking the streets at night
Watching the world go by
Thinking about the good times
Without the need to try
Holding hands in the crowds
Holding

wide
Life's a joyride
And it all would be better 
With you by my side

Though I don't know who you are
And I don't know where you've been
But I know

Sometimes I feel that I can touch the sky
Put my hands around the moon
But every time I'm flying high
Air escapes from my balloon
I'm speaking, but I

the hard times
Erase the gaze of the inner haze
Reveal the dust through the maze
Disappear for days
Off in a tent
Parked by the bay
It's easier this way

A boy and his wandering notions
Traveling 'cross the land and cross the oceans
Town to town with a guitar and a smile
He made friends along every

Waking up in a cold sweat
Got dreams of revenge over past debts
Awaking like he's taking his last breath
Gasping for air, his main homie said, "Life

I want that view by the sea
Follow me we can take a walk
Air Bnb what's the fee?
Oh no this my spot
If I gotta leave
Got that Tesla in the Parking

this week

Why we accept the way things are
Why we fold under a house of cards
Why we far from who we are
Why we get played like guitars

Systems stuck

Sittin' by myself in the summertime, when the heat is burnin' down
Watchin' the golden crops in the field just growin' without a sound
I was a boy

amor

With my brim low flow in escrow
Seven nine tempo fade on the esco
Blowing out indigo writing memoirs
Guitars compliment my bars in this seminar

A photograph of an empty beach
A tattooed man playing air guitar
A wedding dress on a bedroom floor
A suitcase left in an empty car
The Great Escape

the air, I don't have a care
Not a cloud in the sky today
You know where to find me
I'll be on that sandbar and I'll be drinking
You know what they say,

the sunrise
I'll fly, I'll fly high
I'll fly, I'll fly high
Blue-haired girl with a guitar
Feel like a superstar
In her own world
There's so much that I don't

the rhythm, and a fiddle gliding with 'em
As I take your hand and daydream dance with you
Floating by, I watch you split the air
You twirl, I catch you in my