YCK
Paper Planes & Shopping Carts
Look around Imma fall apart
I’ll burn all my time riding shopping carts
And pass out alone in the alleyway
I got a couple mixtures I’ll gladly take

Pick me up the sun is gone
I don’t hear your voice I’ll be running far
You won’t see me now ever again
You’ll start wondering what you never said

Lights on me I froze in place
I’ll be on the road, my lonesome ways
I might hitch a ride I might make a stop
I might slip away when the needles drop

Blame’s on me it’s all my fault
Turning it around’s a quality that I exalt
They don’t know a thing they don’t know my shame
But they talk about it every day

Light a cigarette go with thе smoke
I’ll wash with the tide whеn it’s time to go
I’ll make paper planes and they’ll fly away
Carried with the breeze they’ll go high today

Going for a while fake another smile
I got enough of these razors from the pile
This night lasts forever let’s make the most
Out a bad situation till I’m a ghost
Look around Imma fall apart
I’ll burn all my time riding shopping carts
And pass out alone in the alleyway
I got a couple mixtures I’ll gladly take

Pick me up the sun is gone
I don’t hear your voice I’ll be running far
You won’t see me now ever again
You’ll start wondering what you never said

I need to be back home
But I walk and roam
Myself in the dark and empty streets
Only got a lighter next to me

I need to come back soon
But I hate my room
I’m locked in a dark and empty space
But the walls they helped and kept me sane

Look around Imma fall apart
I’ll burn all my time riding shopping carts
And pass out alone in the alleyway
I got a couple mixtures I’ll gladly take

Pick me up the sun is gone
I don’t hear your voice I’ll be running far
You won’t see me now ever again
You’ll start wondering what you never said