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by Transit22

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The wheels fell off
I’m still riding
Still vibing'
Surviving
All I wanted was a little bit of silence
Migraines take a little psilocybin
& It won’t change
But we’re trying
Politician... ill advisement
And they wonder why I’m still a little tyrant
Been crying
You can see it in my eye lids

Forget how it is how it look to the public
The captains a coward I just laugh as he jump ship
The whole entire world just act like a drunk chick
Dance dance dance on the ship til it sunken
& just right there was the moment it sunk in
No free lunch-ins look at these munchkins
Follow for a follow we’re all lost & we’re stumblin'
In a mental prison going live in the dungeon
Aunty Social Uncle Xanax
Do as we’re told LOL to the laugh track
Stir the pot irk the god see if he clap back
Cling to the past live your life as a flashback & that’s that
Yea permanent eye roll
Dehydrated side plated coffee and midol
We used to play at beaches now the streams are on tidal
Sick in the head just tryna go viral

The wheels fell off
I’m still riding
Still vibing
Surviving
All I wanted was a little bit of silence
Migraines take a little psilocybin
& It won’t change
But we’re trying
Politician... ill advisement
And they wonder why I’m still a little tyrant
Been crying
You can see it in my eye lids
The watch is fake
We all know it
But you’re addicted
To the moment
This is their game
We’re tokens
This is their cage
We’re rodents

Like ooh oh oh
We all want our 15 minutes
And oh oh oh
Trade the rest our life to get it

Waste time waste gas waste paper
Little girls wanna wear waist trainers
We’re all doomed but we still hate strangers
2019 nobody knows their neighbours

She could be a model
She think anyway
She could give tresime a resume
For heaven sake it feel like seventh grade
To be fair I used to think I’d make the NBA
So why do you stare?
At the sun when it flare

Wheels fell off

Oh oh oh
We all want our fifteen minutes
Oh oh oh
Trade the rest our life to get it

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released May 26, 2019
Produced by Conan Karpinski. Art by Fortune Circus.

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