Wormy Hungry Ghost lyrics
Hungry Ghost
Wormy
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Well I was crying in the back of the Lyft like
I was calling JR trying to get inside
And you told me that it's not me
That it's all fine
But I can't help but to think
When you get home he's gonna be there
This Brooklyn kid eyeing your beach blonde hair
And I'll fall asleep in this armchair
Humming the words to friendship songs
Well your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
I pissed my pants on the airplane
I'm so afraid of flying that I'm going insane
Will the wings crack off on the runway?
I'll never know if you never text me back
In my head I got it all wrong
Drive out to Jersey and you meet my mom
Think we're gonna run a country song
But you're better than your past
Well your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
You say you wanna see me drumming my band
Eating builder's bars in the back of my van
Well I think there's only one constant
That's nothing is for sure
Your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
We'll be singing along to some country
Bouncing down the road in my new SUV
With my friends filling up all the vaccines
You're telling me I'm fine
I was calling JR trying to get inside
And you told me that it's not me
That it's all fine
But I can't help but to think
When you get home he's gonna be there
This Brooklyn kid eyeing your beach blonde hair
And I'll fall asleep in this armchair
Humming the words to friendship songs
Well your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
I pissed my pants on the airplane
I'm so afraid of flying that I'm going insane
Will the wings crack off on the runway?
I'll never know if you never text me back
In my head I got it all wrong
Drive out to Jersey and you meet my mom
Think we're gonna run a country song
But you're better than your past
Well your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
You say you wanna see me drumming my band
Eating builder's bars in the back of my van
Well I think there's only one constant
That's nothing is for sure
Your car's out parked on the side street
Buying gallons of water trying to get yourself clean
All of my friends drove me comfy
But I still met none of yours
Well you turn on the heat, not the AC
So we're sweating our asses underneath the sheets
There's this restaurant out on Marcy
So let's get dinner at 10am
We'll be singing along to some country
Bouncing down the road in my new SUV
With my friends filling up all the vaccines
You're telling me I'm fine
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