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I don’t wanna be a silent silhouette
Walking from the office to my bed
Rolling out my numbers for the government
Only living off what I got left
Cause summer’a getting farther away
And it’s getting harder to sleep
Memories and flying machines
Gravity got nothing on me
I been walking on the stars I’m under
Cause I miss the days when I was younger
And I had my mother holding my hand
Swear I’m never gonna grow up again
I been walking on the stars I’m under
I’ve been driving through the goddamn suburbs
And they’re moving through my grip like the sand
Swear I’m never gonna grow up again
Im a kid in my head got a high temperament
I’m a child of divorce
Plastic chairs out on the porch
Ah it’s too late better face it now
This rat race gonna break ya down
Take your place better make it out
Make it out
As I tip toe
I can see earth just floating below
Gravity got me moving slow
I’m coming down
Slow, slow