Louie Bag (Live at Electric Lady)

One, two

One, two, three

Yeah, ooh

It was a stormy winter

I watched the city burn

And ever since I can remember

That's just the way it hurt

And it goes on and on and on

Like I can never see the pinnacle of it all, it all

Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow

If they want some more

Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason

It's robbin' season, season

They cut my palms with paper

Made from her autumn leaves

I'm bleedin' out disclaimers

Into my family tree

Fuck the interviews to enterprisе

I'd rather look into my mother's eyеs and let it be, mmm

So put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow

Move it in and ship it out, tell me if they want some more

'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now

And friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason

Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now

La, da-da, da-da, da

La-la, da, da

Remember us

Way before the time we fell

It was all in trust

Things we dreamed of

Even in our living hell given to us

It was all in trust, all in, all in, all, all, all, it's all in us

Remember us, 'member the day before we fell

All in trust, all in, all in, all in, all in, all in