JOHNNY

When I imagine myself on acid

I taste the backwoods and find those 'til I piss off

Even dance and pound around my silent thoughts, who had the crown?

Don't, don't, don't, don't let life pass yourself

When I imagine myself on acid

I taste the backwoods and find those 'til I piss off

Even dance and pound around my silent thoughts, who had the crown?

Don't, don't, don't, don't let life pass yourself

I could've got a job at McDonald's but I like curly fries

That's a metaphor for my life and I like taller guys

Could've got a deal if I wanted, but I like owning shit

And I like making shit and I like selling it

Could've peaked when I was in high school but I had bigger plans

Could've took the time out to find you but you ain't understand

You don't gotta leave for them to define you

'Cause what could you demand

When everybody out to define you without a circumstance?

Anybody got Harry Styles' phone number?

Okay, I called him and they said I got the wrong number

I was trying to be Pac when I was younger, dreaming of better days

I don't see my mom no more, remind me of bad weather days

If you got a problem with me, try some other guy

I let you know I'm a dog, I eat the cat a lot

But really though, I'm alone 'cause I don't stick around

And yes, I know it's my fault, so put your finger down

I would keep this shit pent up if it weren't for my mom

If it weren't for Dijon, yeah, I don't like to lie

Guess it sounds out the months

Should've opened up my mouth more, show 'em what my fist for

Let 'em get a fistful, caught up in the lust, man

Bred from the man, strip killers on best end

Black eyes, bloody sheets, damn where your fist at?

We should get a new plan, maybe some more things

I love it when the people go wild for me

I love it when the people go wild for me

I love it when the people go wild for me

Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me

I love it when the people go wild for me

I love it when the people go wild for me

I love it when the people go wild for me

Keep it wild for me, wild, wild for me

Baby, I been tripping off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off

And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment

I just want a space with my old best friend

Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again

Baby, I been tripping off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off

I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment

I just want a space with my old best friend

Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again

I'm a shithead son and I'm bad at growing up

I'm a shithead son and I'm bad at growing up

My life ain't been the same since my dog died, since my girl left

I quit drinking and drugging and still can't get ahead

Been at a loss for words

It seems I'm destined to fall apart when I'm depressed

It's all a test, scream at God from my bedside

I glue my hands together, life's got me hog-tied

There's no applause in the game of life, I just bought a car

And a new house, here's the cost to prove it

I spin a little wheel when I'm feeling moody

And that's like all the time

Try not to mind the clock because my heart is ticking

I smoke a pack a day and I wish I didn't

Having some trouble quitting

I have a couple vices, we had that show on Viceland

I was hardly in it, most the time I'm hidden

Anxious, impatient and always wanting something different

I hate the way I'm feeling, I'm sick of chasing feelings

Baby, I been tripping off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off

And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment

I just want a space with my old best friend

Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again

Baby, I been tripping off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off

I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment

I just want a space with my old best friend

Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again