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Shy High - HEADREST lyrics

Artist: Shy High

album: HEADREST


007
They call me 007 (uh huh)
Straight from heaven
It's like I fell straight from heaven, heaven, heaven
He tried to copy my swag but it won't translate (but it won't translate)
Bein' a headrest ain't bad, but it don't feel great (but it don't feel great)
I don't want shit to do with you
You've got a real tight grip like superglue
Your heart is starvin', it needs more healthy stuff
But fuck a meal plan, I'm superfood
It's like 2-to-2
You want backup? Come join the club
I got backup fits I have to bring
And your hatchback fits all kinds of things
I need a headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)
I need a headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)
I need a headrest, can you come through with that?
Put on a playlist if you're cool with that
She play "The Greatest Hits: 2010s"
That's all my favourite shit, she found the in
Face up on that plexiglass
But your superglue is so sexy
Passed straight through the lines, into the grass
She ain't even flinch though, too cool for that
I need a headrest just from dusk to dawn
But my necklaces all rub you wrong
I'm not perfect, I'm much better than that
This is urgent, but not less than that, ah
It's like 2-to-2
You want backup? Come join the club
I got backup plans I have to keep
And your backpack holds all sorts of things
I need a headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)
I need a headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)
I said give me a chance, one more time, give me a chance
Oh I miss her
I'm dead
I'ma get past her
On to the next, man, I missed my chance
He don't know a damn thing about romance
I'ma talk my shit, I'ma dance my dance
But I look up in the mirror and I'll never understand
But I look up in the mirror and I'll never understand
Just what you're waiting for
I said, "Bitch, what you waiting for?"
You got a job, and a good car
But you got no brains, and you're not smart
Said God damn, I just want you out of my head, of my head
We had a plan at the start (God damn, I just want you out of my head, of my head)
But I used it to sneeze
And it blew through the glass
And it flew through the trees (God damn, I just want you out of my head, of my head)
It turned into ash
That fell from the clouds
So just step on the gas
And drive me around
Headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)
Headrest, I will (use you as a headrest)
You can't lay down (girl, I need a headrest)
500 miles (take me on a road trip)
I make you smile (but I never notice)

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