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I ain't the one I never was the one, just another son of a son of a gun Grandpa had the skin of a drum Ru-ru-run but you can't escape what you came from Bite your tounge, chew blood like it's gum Climb aboard the diving board, time gets shorter when a child is born I'm a quiet storm but when I'm dry and warm I take final form until you slice the chord And make the line go flat on that life support I gotta make some space so I can reach these stars My face looks like an old race car, tryin' to put it together before it came apart And when they lay my parts where my name is carved, they should save my heart in this mason jar Minnesota, Uber drivers, Google Maps to the universal fibers You're nobody 'til you stole some lighters, cat burglar disguised as a nervous tiger We've been to many places but earth is liver Save it, give me likes and favorites Everybody's famous, I'mma need a lifetime of patience Remind me what your name is? You won't find me in the known locations, I'd rather be alone in my beautiful basement, whoo This on my list of shit to do, after I pick which whisper to listen to And you can kiss my ass until your lips are blue, uh Or we can fight about it after school Whatever you have to do, I'm cool When I leave this Earth, feel the after tremors, might see my curse upon the back of the mirrors Graffiti bridge is all tags and stickers, but we are the children of the action figures And now we drop likes matchsticks, figures Letras de cancionesI got too many friends, and I can't keep up with the trends And I know that I'm supposed to pretend, like I'm afraid of the day that it's all gonna end, where the hell have you been? And how did time get spent, huh? I gotta, gotta stop messin' about Stick the neck out like you're stretching it out The king wears a crown made of clouds, the whole crowd will get loud if you miss this foul If you don't mind I'mma go mind my business now, whoo This on my list of shit to do, after I pick which whisper to listen to And you can kiss my ass until your lips are blue, uh Or we can fight about it after school But all ya'll are full of shit, and I'm cool From Letras Mania