Connor Cristi - heatwaves Lyrics

Tire smoking rubber burning ash on the asphalt
Chasing after something I ain't never gonna touch
It's my downfall
But I couldn't recall the time you weren't by my side
Chasing a whole damn oasis always
Been a waste of time

Heatwave's ghost almost makin' me spin out
Just a couple weeks I was living at Sid's house
Mama's pissed, now she gettin' me kicked out
Lockjaw, made me build up a big wall
Now I'm tall, getting prepped for the big fall
I spit off the top, got me checkin' for missed calls
Not a problem pour a sip for the Gentiles
Just for the Gentiles, whenever you feel small

Head spin to the 9th dimension
Maybe could've told me that you need attention
Would've been nice to mention
Hope that you can point me in the right direction
Head spin to the 9th dimension
Maybe could've told me that you need attention
Would've been nice to mention
Hope that you can point me in the right direction

Heatwave's ghost almost makin' me spin out
Just a couple weeks I was living at Sid's house
Mama's pissed, now she gettin' me kicked out
Lockjaw, made me build up a big wall
Now I'm tall, getting prepped for the big fall
Spit off the top, got me checkin' for missed calls
Not a problem pour a sip for the Gentiles
Just for the Gentiles, whenever you feel small

Tire smoking rubber burning ash on the asphalt
Chasing after somethin' that I'm never gonna touch It's my downfall, it's my downfall

Ante up my chips, I'm stranded I can't make it out
Balling up my fists, still tryna find a safer route

And I-I, been on the same road for a minute
And I-I, I just lost control and I'm spinnin' out
And I-I'm, ballin' my fists up
Fingers to the wind but
I don't think it's making a difference
I don't think it's making a difference so I'll just

Ante up my chips, I'm stranded I can't make it out
Balling up my fists, still tryna find a safer route

Ante up my chips, what's the difference anyway