Letra

It's not easy being dropped onto a planet Where everyone is equally confused My consciousness crying out for mercy Oh baby baby what I wouldn't do To hear the answers to all my burning questions Let this flame inside me flicker out and die But our reality it isn't quite that easy So I guess I'll have to go and live a lie Where All I Need is a money tree To be told I'm truly happy And all I need is a shirt with sleeves To be taken seriously I want to know the real science of momentum Why some lose it and some keep going on And how am I to know if I'll be dealt the proper cards What if it's me and the old maid who get along And I just want some tires beneath my feet to take me Far away from here Find myself in the middle of a jungle Where I unveil the key to erasing the fear That all I need is stability To be told I'm healthy mentally All I need is a shirt with sleeve To be taken seriously And I've been chewing on my pencils Waiting for my life to happen But baby baby you can bet I was sleeping through the sermon And I've been chewing on my pencils Waiting for my life to happen But baby baby you can bet I was sleeping through the sermon When they said all I need is a God to be Someone who can possess any morality All I need is a shirt with sleeve To be taken seriously All I Need is a money tree To be told I'm truly happy All I need is a shirt with sleeves To be taken seriously
Writer(s): Alanna Morris, Brianne Morris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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