Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
So spacey you're getting so spacey
Why you getting so
Yeah you getting so
Yeah it pains me
Rain gave me a river to cry
I don't need it keep shit to myself
Go out get high
Write on notes need a little help
Sis yelled turn it down cuz the ceilings shakin'
Sorry for the sound this is music in the making
No mistaken we're all human so we fear what we're not
Am I religious
S'not clear but I think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
So what I'm gonna be it
See it in the stars when I'm gazzin
Erasin thoughts
Are your dreams pillow stained
Opening up doors but nothing seems to change
All we got in our pockets
Same numbers on screen
Thumbs up, pretend your happy when yer chasing the green
Fill yer face in the greed
Look up, for the camera would you smile and say cheese
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Uh
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Do you even love what you can, what yer
What yer can
What yer
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
Why you getting so spacey
Why you getting so spacey
Now everyone's tweetin
Shhh
Boris is speaking
This virus it
Got us all tweakin
Got me tweakin
Yeah it got me tweakin
An I hate waking up still faded
Ani swear uh
Yes I swear I always say this
Anit me who pays for this
Always waits for lifts
Cuz I haven't got a car
Still got the drive
Girl as my main don't need no sides (No chips no sauce)
He wanna go driving with you but you're riding with me
Askin' for who
You decided for me, yeah
Decided for me, yeah
I've been putting dirt on
Puttin dirt on me
Dirt on me
Have you even heard of me
Uh
Have you even heard of me
Claiming no greatness
Im wearing no crown
Add this to your playlist I'm not messing around
Are you religious
You kissing the ground
Have you got a god
Or you just follow the pounds, yeah
You just follow the pounds
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Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
So spacey you're getting so spacey
Why you getting so
Yeah you getting so
Yeah it pains me
Rain gave me a river to cry
I don't need it keep shit to myself
Go out get high
Write on notes need a little help
Sis yelled turn it down cuz the ceilings shakin'
Sorry for the sound this is music in the making
No mistaken we're all human so we fear what we're not
Am I religious
S'not clear but I think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
So what I'm gonna be it
See it in the stars when I'm gazzin
Erasin thoughts
Are your dreams pillow stained
Opening up doors but nothing seems to change
All we got in our pockets
Same numbers on screen
Thumbs up, pretend your happy when yer chasing the green
Fill yer face in the greed
Look up, for the camera would you smile and say cheese
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Uh
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Do you even love what you can, what yer
What yer can
What yer
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
Why you getting so spacey
Why you getting so spacey
Now everyone's tweetin
Shhh
Boris is speaking
This virus it
Got us all tweakin
Got me tweakin
Yeah it got me tweakin
An I hate waking up still faded
Ani swear uh
Yes I swear I always say this
Anit me who pays for this
Always waits for lifts
Cuz I haven't got a car
Still got the drive
Girl as my main don't need no sides (No chips no sauce)
He wanna go driving with you but you're riding with me
Askin' for who
You decided for me, yeah
Decided for me, yeah
I've been putting dirt on
Puttin dirt on me
Dirt on me
Have you even heard of me
Uh
Have you even heard of me
Claiming no greatness
Im wearing no crown
Add this to your playlist I'm not messing around
Are you religious
You kissing the ground
Have you got a god
Or you just follow the pounds, yeah
You just follow the pounds
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
So spacey you're getting so spacey
Why you getting so
Yeah you getting so
Yeah it pains me
Rain gave me a river to cry
I don't need it keep shit to myself
Go out get high
Write on notes need a little help
Sis yelled turn it down cuz the ceilings shakin'
Sorry for the sound this is music in the making
No mistaken we're all human so we fear what we're not
Am I religious
S'not clear but I think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
Think I need a god yeah
Think I need a god
So what I'm gonna be it
See it in the stars when I'm gazzin
Erasin thoughts
Are your dreams pillow stained
Opening up doors but nothing seems to change
All we got in our pockets
Same numbers on screen
Thumbs up, pretend your happy when yer chasing the green
Fill yer face in the greed
Look up, for the camera would you smile and say cheese
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Uh
Be as happy as you seem on the gram
Do you even love what you can, what yer
What yer can
What yer
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
Always in the photo books
You're missin out lately
Givin no f*cks an yer always get spacey
So spacey you're getting so spacey
So spacey yer gettin so uh
Why you getting so spacey
Why you getting so spacey
Now everyone's tweetin
Shhh
Boris is speaking
This virus it
Got us all tweakin
Got me tweakin
Yeah it got me tweakin
An I hate waking up still faded
Ani swear uh
Yes I swear I always say this
Anit me who pays for this
Always waits for lifts
Cuz I haven't got a car
Still got the drive
Girl as my main don't need no sides (No chips no sauce)
He wanna go driving with you but you're riding with me
Askin' for who
You decided for me, yeah
Decided for me, yeah
I've been putting dirt on
Puttin dirt on me
Dirt on me
Have you even heard of me
Uh
Have you even heard of me
Claiming no greatness
Im wearing no crown
Add this to your playlist I'm not messing around
Are you religious
You kissing the ground
Have you got a god
Or you just follow the pounds, yeah
You just follow the pounds
Writer: william bainbridge
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