Papa Mongoose
They told me not to make a sound
When I walk around
So I step real lightly on the ground
I wonder what it used to be
With all this machinery
Got no room to breath
The walls are running into me, something Hannah never sees
But I, I got to do better
Got to do better
I wonder what it used to be. My nights are played out.
I got to go to work. I'm eating takeout
Just got to find some time to get on out and make out
I don't know what to do. Just watch me fade out.
Oooh, Just watch me fade out
Oooh, don't let me fade out
Get a way vay-kay rondveau, all day too maybe Parlayvoo.
Francé, gotta go where
