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Cocaine skin, lips
Colorado eyes and fairy tale
Got every color Vans in the floor of your
You drive me but I'm the one who caused it

girl, why you only in my dreams for?
Every day I I need more
It's only my feet on these
So me more Melatonin

Rockstar, I hear that's what say I am
But I don't feel the in this Mustang cruisin' at 3 A.M.
Rollin' the wet streets of my hometown under the yellow lights
I get lost in the exhaust lonely on the coldest nights
I feel like what I do is right but it sends me in the wrong
But I still drive until I'm sleepy turnin' this compass
Fuck it, I ain't eatin' breakfast
I forgot about lunch and for dinner I'm just stresses
Then I go to sleep just for your visionary presence
'Cause your face is like a video from Evanescence
And I want to set and watch it if only you was real girl
Gas me up at the Shell and the ride with me in the world

Cocaine skin, lips
Colorado and fairy tale hips
Got every Vans in the floor of your closet
You me crazy but I'm the one who caused it

girl, why you only in my dreams for?
Every day I wake I need
It's only my on these floors
So give me Melatonin

Last year was kinda but I still got to win a lot
my fans the truth about everything, they had to make me stop
I through two breakups and totaled some cars and trucks
Lost a bunch of friends but this year, I just give a
Because the worst is already happened, ain't rain in a couple weeks
My DM's are filled up pretty girls and a bunch of Tinder freaks
Yeah, but I ain't searchin' for the
'Cause I can't deal public places, neon lights, and none of that obnoxious shit
So I resort to blunt wraps the corner store
Tell the chick behind the 20 on four
pick her up later, play the song I wrote for her
Blowin' smoke up out the window as we slide our county curves