Lyrics

I think I'm obsessed with renaissance skies Cause I painted them in a past life Psychic told me that I've lived about a hundred times No surprise this one's all about the grind And I wish I gave a fuck 'bout getting fucked up with the crew But save the text chance is I'm not gonna be in the mood Not a wallflower, I know how to own a room I just find my solace in the solitude Carve my heart out when I get bored Plug that shit into the aux cord Color coming back in my corpse This is what I fucking live for Plug that plug that aux cord aux cord Plug that plug that aux cord I know how to own a room I know how to own a I know how to own a room I know how to own a (ooh) Canceled my emotional subscriptions Never let 'em run the plays on my condition And I stopped being such a bitch to my reflection (Ooh) now this shit is hitting different And I don't give a fuck 'bout getting fucked up with the crew So save the text chance is I'm not gonna be in the mood Not a wallflower, I know how to own a room I just find my solace in the solitude Carve my heart out when I get bored Plug that shit into the aux cord Color coming back in my corpse This is what I fucking live for Graveyard full of my near misses R.I.P. we keep the vision 90 water 10 ambition Plug that plug that Plug that aux cord Plug that plug that Plug that aux cord Plug that plug that aux cord aux cord Plug that plug that aux cord I know how to own a room I know how to own a I know how to own a room I know how to own a (ooh) Plug that plug that aux cord aux cord Plug that plug that aux cord I know how to own a room I know how to own a I know how to own a room I know how to own a (ooh)
Writer(s): A-sho, Adam Shomer, Amanda Frances, Father Bobby Townsend Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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