The Kids Are Listening

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

It's time for that look-in

Converse All Star, stomp around Brooklyn

I done worked hard, it's much harder not working

Everyone that is not God is not perfect

I am not God, I'm tryna iron out verses

Kinda proud that I'm not crying out worse shit

Sayonara to our ire, won't miss it

Signing off, I been on fire on this shit

On and on, fire, I saw the fire cursing

Mortified, hurt, I sort it vice versa

Finally that person

All along, I been on line to die first, but

I realize I could shine light on our purpose

Tonight was a nice night to bend up

The vice of the night lights the friend up

And right when the heights spike, they'll end up

Insightful and bright like the window

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

This is for the kids, mystical and busy

Wishing for the independence of the sands

Whooshing in the winds, pissing on the enemy

Wishing for a family, wishing for a friend

This is for the friends with you from the head

Big bliss is for the ignant, sticking to your ribs

I'm looking for my twin, this is fucking heavy

Every couple year, we disa-fucking-ppear

Finally, the stars out, all for me

God see the signs, our rosary

My peace of mind writes songs for me

Remind me to not sound so facetious

I believe life is like a land

Conquered by the man

Occupy them and this

I could probably count on our hands the amount of magnets

Dragging us down to our knees in our madness

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

Fightin' for a nice slice of heaven

Delightful and light like a feather

To die for, to hide from, to have up

Blindfolded, I sight the heaven

Hi, good day, this is **** restaurant

We're calling to tell you we don't have your

We're calling to tell you we don't have ginger beer

But we do have lemon ginger

So I was calling to find out if you wanted that

So I'm, I'm gonna send it to you as I'm not getting you

Alright, have a great day, thank you, bye