Sky turns to rubble in this f*cking place
I got nothing to say without my mind taking me
Just left but got back soon, G
The world is an oyster and it's not for me
Everyday I'm fronting like the KGB
They wanna get my gold but they can't stop me
I pack and unfold like fake TV
Got my slack on reality, it's aching me
This drought is taking over
I'd hate to find you so tough
The time it takes to show up
You're gonna have to show her
The world breaks down into a cloud
It all looks so vacant now
I tried to take part of it out
I only got back what I held
New universal well
Tried my hardest to stick the gel
I f*cked up my mind, oh well
Trying to get my first class seat to hell
This drought is aching clovers
I'd wait to find you sober
The time it takes to grow her
You're gonna have to lower
Echo Tongues - Drought Lyrics
Echo Tongues - Drought Lyrics
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Sky turns to rubble in this f*cking place
I got nothing to say without my mind taking me
Just left but got back soon, G
The world is an oyster and it's not for me
Everyday I'm fronting like the KGB
They wanna get my gold but they can't stop me
I pack and unfold like fake TV
Got my slack on reality, it's aching me
This drought is taking over
I'd hate to find you so tough
The time it takes to show up
You're gonna have to show her
The world breaks down into a cloud
It all looks so vacant now
I tried to take part of it out
I only got back what I held
New universal well
Tried my hardest to stick the gel
I f*cked up my mind, oh well
Trying to get my first class seat to hell
This drought is aching clovers
I'd wait to find you sober
The time it takes to grow her
You're gonna have to lower
I got nothing to say without my mind taking me
Just left but got back soon, G
The world is an oyster and it's not for me
Everyday I'm fronting like the KGB
They wanna get my gold but they can't stop me
I pack and unfold like fake TV
Got my slack on reality, it's aching me
This drought is taking over
I'd hate to find you so tough
The time it takes to show up
You're gonna have to show her
The world breaks down into a cloud
It all looks so vacant now
I tried to take part of it out
I only got back what I held
New universal well
Tried my hardest to stick the gel
I f*cked up my mind, oh well
Trying to get my first class seat to hell
This drought is aching clovers
I'd wait to find you sober
The time it takes to grow her
You're gonna have to lower
Writer: Gary Wilson
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