Humblekids

If we all just feel like humble kids If we all have lost our trampoline If we don't know where life begins If we just love the funny things Covering that throne with lies and shit Laying on the floor, observe the ceiling Traveling by phone, I've lost my lyrics Arguing with whores about my freedom They're coming They wanna get you Laying down on a distance pray to know What is this thing? Smiling now at the good mouth Rolling down to the far south Crash my mind, mind the crash I hate your love for loneliness Laying down on a distance pray to know What is this thing? Smiling now at the good mouth Rolling down to the far south Crash my mind, mind the crash I hate your love for loneliness They're coming up They wanna get you They coming up They wanna get you They coming up They wanna get you They coming up Laying down on a distance pray to know What is this thing? Smiling now at the good mouth Rolling down to the far south Crash my mind, mind the crash I hate your love for loneliness Laying down on a distance pray to know What is this thing? Smiling now at the good mouth Rolling down to the far south Crash my mind, mind the crash I hate your love for loneliness