lyrics
Every little kid wants to be famous, every little kid wants to have their name, written into the pavement, they all wanna make a statement, or finish crazy races in rich fararis, racing stars, shooting past shooting stars, and having a million cars, writing ten million bars, farther than arnold palmer ever dreamed of parring off on, and often i can guess that we all want to impress, our souls into the world, or our show to our girls, we show, all the girls, our flow, and our know it all instincts, are stinky, and we don't even know it... Row your boat if you've ever wanted to float and the stream has been ferocious and tried to eat you to pieces cause life plays how you piece it together, that's why forever and ever we've been building puzzles back before we even knew it, we've been piecing up rubble from deepened trouble that was brewing we've been cruising through oceans we never knew had sharks we've been brave, but still had parts where we saved, our souls from troubles unknown, it gets hard on our own but, it's easy to belong... and we listen, to crazy songs from people, who had never belonged, that believed in a magic, a magic that held hands and danced, until nothing tragic in the world ever pranced... magic, that loved and rained throughout the skies like... Nobody could see it throughout the eyes it was felt in our hearts....
Every teenager knows cupid is evil, they know that love is real tho, and and it can be riskier than knievel, every teenager knows that thoughts, can eat whole, through anything, and let it be known, it ain't settling... Every teenager knows that the key to success... is not resting, it's a test that will push us all unsettling... It needs heart, and determination, and it's hard, to start a nation, when you're playing with, others hearts, and determinations...
And every older kid can't ford an aLexus, neither a ford or a girl, so he feels worthless inside this worried world... And every older kid wants those grades that shimmer, this leads all us, worried sicker than anyone, who's ever partied and got sicker than an infirmary worries are constant, we flaunt what we got and our taunts leave us with draughts... Every older kid really wants, that true love... But our hindsight... blinds us from the blue doves...
credits
from
Why am I in a tree,
released April 7, 2016
Sample from "Joanie Loves Chachie" Theme song
Sample from HBO program, "Goodnight Moon and Other Sleepytime Tales" - 3:01
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