Lyrics:
till morning
Like Marino strong armin' the game
but I'm not retiring till I got a championship ring
poppin champagne simple and plain
check the map
kêra môgô
Some of the smartest dummies
Can't read the language of Egyptian mummies
An' a fly go a moon
And can't find food for the starving tummies
do not cause no alarm
Choppas they ring like alarms
I got ha ass in my palm
Trees by my crib they are palm
All the bitches is shady
This dope that I
brought me here, not hope
I wanna see you naked next to me
In the morning but you'd rather be drunk
On the beach by yourself
And that's fine I guess
I wanna
Remember sitting in your backyard
By the palm trees
I miss the way you saw me
I was falling
Into your painted red arms
You were sobbing
Our fingers
(Alright)
Be in the backyard waiting for you
Under the palm trees drinking pineapple juice
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta go now
(Swing by)
I gotta, I gotta, I
The swiss miss girl made her fortune
Doing commercials on tv
But "easy come, easy go" was
Her philosophy
She spent all of her money
She was searching
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
leave this
Staying awake and not eating
Busy pour myself a new drink
I miss those pointless nights
Lying on your floor drunk
Followed by toxic days
Where
And I remember every sound it made
The clouded-out disguises and the grave
So, yeah, I know I'm still afraid
Of letting go of choices I have made
And I remember every sound it made
The clouded-out disguises and the grave
So, yeah, I know I'm still afraid
Of letting go of choices I have made
your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When
Learning to let go
It's not so easy, it's not so breezy
Feeling no judgement
It's not so easy, it's not so breezy
Giving yourself time
It's not
to go in blind
Had your little heart in this palm of mine
Kept a piece of myself in the things we left behind
I couldn't even stand to give it half a mind
you breathing
Not so long ago you thought I could be
Another heart worth stealing
Waiting for you in the sun
That one last palm tree
On the beach, by
Gifts for some guy that she dating, still shot
Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that
But man she had an ass so fat
You couldn't palm it with
and reads my palm
With a suave taste I cannot embrace
In a feeling of desire by the fireplace
Love bandit, I'm makin' it clear
See ya later, gator, I'm
stories, and welcome to the cutting room
The first time being rich
Not the first time seeing shit
Made a promise, I ain't going back to bein' broke
First
this and that
You dirty rat, I'm not a welcome mat
I got another lover, and I know he cares
So smile child, but keep your crocodile tears
Go ahead,
Lonely, Lonely, Oh Woe Is Me
Oh Owe is me I say
The complex cycle I go through almost everyday
To my dismay, I imagine being in this set
Me
John Crow fly/as the wet leaves lie/where the storm blown limb has softened/flying low/where life dare not go/sniffing our new skin wrapped coffins/
apart
The game that we're playing, will only breake my heart
We've worked so good together in the years that did go by
But now I know that some day you
Floor is what they hit and
Oh shit now she's pissed
Gotta dip
Palm trees on the street
Passin by man
We gotta eat
Taco Bell closes at 3
Share a meal it's
a year by the riverside, I'd bring it here
Apply it gently
To the love you've lent me
While the river was twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed
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