[Verse 1: Jam Baxter]
Yeah
Stare down at the city (Then what?)
The bricks whisper: 'None of this was ever yours' (Never)
Greasy, little secrets and crumpled years are running wild
Stuffed in all my dresser drawers (Stuffed)
A string of lies tied on to the back of him
The kids watch, his eyes rocking and rattling
All crudely stuck to the background by the hundred
We picked at their edges and peeled 'em off of the packaging
(Yeah-yеah) Yeah, little lepеrs play in the rubble
The bugs fled our footsteps setting sail on the puddle
Tumbled in, dancing a celebratory shuffle
With a drooling date dressed in a negligee and a muzzle
Waking up at a ten o'clock and sweating off the party
She asked what I'm doing here
I said, "I'm on safari"
The whole crew's dusty
Terracotta army
In the back folding wraps, that's the Devil's origami
They're giving me side-eye in the offie
With this white rum stacked up sky-high in the trolley
With a flock of Devils drawn on the right-side of my body
I enjoy my ninth pineapple Mai Tai in the lobby
(Ayy) Ayy, sundown sundown (Sundown)
Storm clouds stuffed in my sleeves
The kid walks in, folds the whole room in half
Snips a hole in the air, slips under and leaves
Yeah
Stare down at the city (Then what?)
The bricks whisper: 'None of this was ever yours' (Never)
Greasy, little secrets and crumpled years are running wild
Stuffed in all my dresser drawers (Stuffed)
A string of lies tied on to the back of him
The kids watch, his eyes rocking and rattling
All crudely stuck to the background by the hundred
We picked at their edges and peeled 'em off of the packaging
(Yeah-yеah) Yeah, little lepеrs play in the rubble
The bugs fled our footsteps setting sail on the puddle
Tumbled in, dancing a celebratory shuffle
With a drooling date dressed in a negligee and a muzzle
Waking up at a ten o'clock and sweating off the party
She asked what I'm doing here
I said, "I'm on safari"
The whole crew's dusty
Terracotta army
In the back folding wraps, that's the Devil's origami
They're giving me side-eye in the offie
With this white rum stacked up sky-high in the trolley
With a flock of Devils drawn on the right-side of my body
I enjoy my ninth pineapple Mai Tai in the lobby
(Ayy) Ayy, sundown sundown (Sundown)
Storm clouds stuffed in my sleeves
The kid walks in, folds the whole room in half
Snips a hole in the air, slips under and leaves
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