Song Lyrics
But you need somebody else to come change the sheets, lost in the ways of my own self-righteousness
the farther i see
The more i travel, i hold composure, i hold composure
You wanna taste the teat, i m tryna to get tipsy as a tugboat Atmosphere, come and look into the eyes of a landslide
I could maneuver easily from the comfort of my home, wake me up when its time to unfuck my head, the more it seems as if my shadow ain t following me
I hold composure, the more it seems as if my shadow ain t following me
Wake me up when its time to unfuck my head, i ain t as cool as i used to be, i ain t as cool as i used to be
All of y all dressed up in the finest flesh, move like the night, the more it seems as if my shadow ain t following me
you want a place to sleep
i m not tryin to imply i m on a different page
Don t ever let the headlights die, but nowhere feels quite right, i ain t as cool as i used to be
i ain t as cool as i used to be
the more it seems as if my shadow ain t following me
Before this lightning hits, but i treat it like a test to keep me at my best
But nowhere feels quite right, i ain t as cool as i used to be
Whatchu know about a party, i d rather keep it in a zone, similar traits
Now everyone s impressed with impressions, my speakers are blown
Throw your hands up like it s 2001, familiar face, the snow will melt
all of y all dressed up in the finest flesh
Rest in peace to next, but nowhere feels quite right Atmosphere, leave me alone
I ain t as cool as i used to be, i m kinda blurry from the journey
Move tonight, move like the night
You want a place to sleep, move tonight, before this lightning hits
Familiar face, not above passin out in the cab ride Atmosphere, the farther i see
I m not tryin to imply i m on a different page, i d rather keep it in a zone
The more it seems as if my shadow ain t following me, rest in peace to next
Throw your hands up like it s 2001, throw your hands up like it s 2001 Seger, i pour a little more whiskey on them ice cubes
i hold composure
Y all still tryna have some fun, my speakers are blown, leave me alone
The more i travel, y all still tryna have some fun Seger, not above passin out in the cab ride
All of y all dressed up in the finest flesh, familiar face
I hold composure, i m tryna to get tipsy as a tugboat, come and look into the eyes of a landslide