My Queen's house is like a maze
Lost in her gaze, dream about her for days
And she tells me that she's amazed
Third song in two days, but I aren't really fazed
I'm on my way to rock on a train
She said nah cancel it, let's hop on a plane
You know I like your way of thinking
Even though it's influenced by the wine that we've been drinking
Don't get me wrong it's not like I've never thought of that
Been feeding my ego, staying home where I'm recording at
But let's be honest, no one really wants my autograph
So get your bags packed and let's pick up our boarding pass
I won't abandon vocations
But we should just bounce to a random location
And keep my anthems rotating
All across the world girl, I see the globe waiting
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
I want Guymer on tour to be more than just a hashtag
More a way of life like tanning joints to the last drags
And lately I'm having flashbacks
Of Karis's wedding, decked out in our gladrags
I'll march down to Arizona and fight the power
Light a pipe of sour atop the Eiffel Tower
Luxurious hotel suite, maybe the Eisenhower
Perspiration personified, yeah, I'd like to shower
Call me Alex Steele 'cause I'm bugging off my hygiene
Pat Bateman routine to ensure that I'm clean
No stone unturned, spread the message with my vocal
We'll go anywhere from local to Chernobyl
I'm looking at you and I'm beaming with pride
As long as you're by my side then I'm down for the ride
Now I'm inspired, but ain't it shit?
I need a passport but haven't got the eighty quid
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Marx - Beautiful World Lyrics
Marx - Beautiful World Lyrics
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My Queen's house is like a maze
Lost in her gaze, dream about her for days
And she tells me that she's amazed
Third song in two days, but I aren't really fazed
I'm on my way to rock on a train
She said nah cancel it, let's hop on a plane
You know I like your way of thinking
Even though it's influenced by the wine that we've been drinking
Don't get me wrong it's not like I've never thought of that
Been feeding my ego, staying home where I'm recording at
But let's be honest, no one really wants my autograph
So get your bags packed and let's pick up our boarding pass
I won't abandon vocations
But we should just bounce to a random location
And keep my anthems rotating
All across the world girl, I see the globe waiting
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
I want Guymer on tour to be more than just a hashtag
More a way of life like tanning joints to the last drags
And lately I'm having flashbacks
Of Karis's wedding, decked out in our gladrags
I'll march down to Arizona and fight the power
Light a pipe of sour atop the Eiffel Tower
Luxurious hotel suite, maybe the Eisenhower
Perspiration personified, yeah, I'd like to shower
Call me Alex Steele 'cause I'm bugging off my hygiene
Pat Bateman routine to ensure that I'm clean
No stone unturned, spread the message with my vocal
We'll go anywhere from local to Chernobyl
I'm looking at you and I'm beaming with pride
As long as you're by my side then I'm down for the ride
Now I'm inspired, but ain't it shit?
I need a passport but haven't got the eighty quid
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Lost in her gaze, dream about her for days
And she tells me that she's amazed
Third song in two days, but I aren't really fazed
I'm on my way to rock on a train
She said nah cancel it, let's hop on a plane
You know I like your way of thinking
Even though it's influenced by the wine that we've been drinking
Don't get me wrong it's not like I've never thought of that
Been feeding my ego, staying home where I'm recording at
But let's be honest, no one really wants my autograph
So get your bags packed and let's pick up our boarding pass
I won't abandon vocations
But we should just bounce to a random location
And keep my anthems rotating
All across the world girl, I see the globe waiting
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
I want Guymer on tour to be more than just a hashtag
More a way of life like tanning joints to the last drags
And lately I'm having flashbacks
Of Karis's wedding, decked out in our gladrags
I'll march down to Arizona and fight the power
Light a pipe of sour atop the Eiffel Tower
Luxurious hotel suite, maybe the Eisenhower
Perspiration personified, yeah, I'd like to shower
Call me Alex Steele 'cause I'm bugging off my hygiene
Pat Bateman routine to ensure that I'm clean
No stone unturned, spread the message with my vocal
We'll go anywhere from local to Chernobyl
I'm looking at you and I'm beaming with pride
As long as you're by my side then I'm down for the ride
Now I'm inspired, but ain't it shit?
I need a passport but haven't got the eighty quid
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Just tryna leave Marx on this beautiful world
I wanna see it all with you 'cause you're beautiful girl
I lay the map down flat and walk straight across the atlas
My passport's non-existent but I still get access
Writer: Martin Guymer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid