Lake Songtext
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Lake Songtext
50 visions in the backseat, none of them with you
It′s so cool, I get busy then i start to dream and drool
Armageddon in my bad sleep,hurricanes and schools
Burning house, fuzzy clouds and a pillow and a tv
Pornographic website
Wet site
Bedside
Holographic input, put into it
Exothermic dance night
Big talk
Gym socks
Hyperized narcotics, turning ionic
I'm on the porch, call me a goose
I feel the sun burnin in through the roof
Saints on my wall, Mary the proof
Aches in my back, I got pains in my shoes
Snakes at my back, amphibian boots
Cross on my neck from a wedding ring band
Voovoo the sky, crown on your head
Wasn′t this worth it, what did we say
I might grow up with hate
Realize my problems too late
Try to change out the weight
Ah don't you know that your your kids stay out late
I'm at the 7 all day
I plan on coming home late
Girls in front and the back seat
But we never been on a date
Don′t wanna grow up with hate
I′m on the porch, call me a goose
I feel the sun
I feel the trumpeters play 808
I'm on the floor, denim is blue
Denim is staining my knees
Forgetting the pain
I body the pain
It′s so cool, I get busy then i start to dream and drool
Armageddon in my bad sleep,hurricanes and schools
Burning house, fuzzy clouds and a pillow and a tv
Pornographic website
Wet site
Bedside
Holographic input, put into it
Exothermic dance night
Big talk
Gym socks
Hyperized narcotics, turning ionic
I'm on the porch, call me a goose
I feel the sun burnin in through the roof
Saints on my wall, Mary the proof
Aches in my back, I got pains in my shoes
Snakes at my back, amphibian boots
Cross on my neck from a wedding ring band
Voovoo the sky, crown on your head
Wasn′t this worth it, what did we say
I might grow up with hate
Realize my problems too late
Try to change out the weight
Ah don't you know that your your kids stay out late
I'm at the 7 all day
I plan on coming home late
Girls in front and the back seat
But we never been on a date
Don′t wanna grow up with hate
I′m on the porch, call me a goose
I feel the sun
I feel the trumpeters play 808
I'm on the floor, denim is blue
Denim is staining my knees
Forgetting the pain
I body the pain
Writer(s): Quinton Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

