Lyrics
Running on fumes gas me up
Living too good to pass it up
Got a new taste for all this shit
Running on fumes gas me up
Living too good to pass it up
Got a new taste for all this shit
Trying to vacation at the Ritz
All the milestones I missed
All the baggage that I let go
My new girl can do the splits
Running on running on running on
Running on fumes gas me up
Living too good to pass it up
Got a new taste for all this shit
Trying to vacation at the Ritz
All the milestones I missed
All the baggage that I let go
My new girl can do the splits
Only thing flexible in my schedule
I’ve fallen apart
I need a valet to park
I got a bag in the car
Yeah yeah
I need to restart
I need to recharge
I need to be smart yeah yeah
And I need you you you you
To check up on me
You’ll act new new new new
When there’s a check all on me
Blue blue blue blue
Checks all you see
Check your reflection
You’re pressing on me
I know you’ve been lying to me
You say that I am the only
Who are you trying to be
Lately you don’t even know me
I’m not afraid of the fall
As long as I know that you’ll hold me
All the way down to the ground yeah
Running on running on running on
Running on fumes gas me up
Living too good to pass it up
Got a new taste for all this shit
Trying to vacation at the Ritz
All the milestones I missed
All the baggage that I let go
My new girl can do the splits
Only thing flexible in my schedule
And I walk around with my head full yeah I know
Told you I’m off that but on several and it shows
She says she wants me to open up and show my soul
I want my doors to metamorphose every time they close
Fuck how
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me how seriously you take me
All the seeds you been popping gotta stop it
Should probably be pushing daisies yeah
Flower boy shallow joy if they dig on you deeper your weakness HD
Fuck a network you want net worth
But your nets on safety
Ten toes gripping, autumn gon catch you slipping
You fall and it makes no difference
Forget it I’m tripping wait
And now your palms are itching
Money making position
Decisions are feeling weighted you waited
It made no difference
Wait
Never listen
You wanted gold on you wrist and
You got it but always had it
And never noticed the glisten
No permission
Your family is growing distant
You distance yourself destructing their love
Cause you’re on a mission right
Premonitions or really just hopeful wishing
These visions hit as you sit on the balcony of the Ritz
And jump
WRITERS
John Graham III, Kyle dePinna
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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