Music Video
Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lewis De Marcy Pugin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lewis De Marcy Pugin
Producer
Elorm Agbeyaka
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
No way
I'll ever make it out
There's no place
To make a roundabout
These mind games
I came to see the tangerine sky
From my windowsill
Hi hey
Thats all that life's about
No mistakes
That i can't live without
Remind me
To never seek those tangerine skies
From my bedroom door
Bedroom door
Bedroom door
Y'know I always thought Kilcasca was a bit of a stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
always thought Kilcasca was a bit
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Stupid name
Behave
That's what they said i'd do
A doll face
Another rendezvous
A free space
But i'll never seek those tangerine skies
From the great outdoors
Feel like a rat race
I'm chasing my dreams while I stay here in one place
Tie up my shoelace
But my socks stay down pull em up then we're okay
Built like Verstappen
Engine it failed
I don't see myself stoppin'
And then I
Change up the rubber
Never make another stutter
Don't take shit from another that still
Sips from their mothers udders
Yummers
Got caught up in a
Another clutter
And i
See me in first place
Taking the street like I been here the first day
This'll get messy
Can't tell me i fail when I'm racing wit Yessie
There will be many
Counting their pennies
That tell me to fail but they did already
I shoulda stayed at home
And now i'm finding dirt
Beneath my fingernails I swear i never told a lie
Why would they take me out
Without a single a doubt reload another round
Inside their puny minds
Minds
Minds
Minds
Their minds
Minds
Minds
Minds
Their minds
Minds
Minds
Minds
Their Minds
Minds
Minds
Minds
Their
Written by: Lewis De Marcy Pugin