Geo
Anti-Romantic Garbage
[Hook]
I don't know where I'm goin
But I'm writin'
I go far and far and far to keep on ridin'
I don't know where I'm goin
But I'm writin'
I go far and far and far to keep on ridin'

[Verse 1]
Attempting to erase backlashed thoughts
Specially after seein' all those red spots
That looks like you'd been fuckin' shot
I hope it fuckin' causes your flesh to rot
'Caused me to lose my fucking way
All these colors turned fucking gray
Left out like I was fucking slayed
I'm weak, isn't it a dead giveaway

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Still in childish discussions like we're politicians
Mid-war era being sent on a mission
Continued span like there's recognition
I'm paranoid like there's some fucking suspicion
Simple lyrics but with a meaning profusely
Like when I asked your friend to first introduce me
Or all the times you did seduce me
All those times that we fucked in jacuzzi's

[Hook 2]
I'm runnin'
I'm runnin'
I'm runnin'
I'm runnin'
I'm runnin'
I'm runnin' (I'm runnin')
I'm runnin' (I'm runnin')
I'm runnin' (Runnin')
I'm runnin'

[Verse 3]
Attemptin' to feast on easy whores
Dick feels fine but my brain is fuckin' sore (I'm runnin)
Participation in a mental civil war
And she was the god damn matador
Trying to stay on top of the high road
Conducting along like the minimal diodode
'Til I get hit by a damn cyclone
Cause I seen a date in your instagram bio

[Outro]