Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
harper
Songwriter
Jordan Cassius Kelman
Songwriter
Julian Correia
Songwriter
Ankur Sinha
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Seago
Producer
harper
Producer
Ankur Sinha
Producer
Jules
Producer
Lyrics
Off the top, take it too far
Oddly enough, I've been dreaming this up
Running 'round in your used car
Saving for one, put yours in the dump
Between my ears, it's stuck to the wall
Been here for years, it starts to sprawl
Bumping through gears, rushing it all
Switching the feeling out of pretend
Pack it up in a U-Haul
Removing yourself when you can't figure out your
Figure out your shit, huh
Been upside down too long
I think your mother's cuckoo
Floors made of butter, slipping out the gutter
Woah-oh-oh-oh, woah, duh-duh-duh-duh, bow
How's your head?
Between my ears, it's stuck to the wall
Been here for years, it starts to sprawl
Bumping through gears, rushing it all
Switching the feeling out of pretend
In out the other, yoo-hoo
I think your mother's cuckoo
Almost there, you almost care
But don't get carried away
Almost there, you almost care
But don't get carried away
Almost there, you almost care (carried away)
Almost there, you almost care
Writer(s): Julian Correia, Ankur Sinha, Harper George Gordon, Jordan Kelman
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