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Shy High - maybe not lyrics

Artist: Shy High

album: maybe not


Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bags on my eyes
Zip them up
Zipper locked
Different tasks that I try
I give up
Bigger thoughts
When I pass passerby on my path
I throw up
I don't have extra time
And I don't give a
(Give a)
Fuck
Green on my shoes from the grass that I kick
When I'm leaving my room out the glass that I split
Gotta ring in my nose
But it's fake
It's a joke
If I angle it right
Internet doesn't know
Just spent a half hour with my reflection
Me and him got a good connection
Princess with a new inflection
Making you step in a new direction
Backseat I'm old school
With the lights off there's no rules
Alien workshop
This is my work shirt
Tongue go numb, I'm working on word search
Glendale was empty
When I pulled up, my mouth was minty
I don't know what she had to eat
But when I pulled up, my mouth was minty
Everything loose, baggy, drippy
"Have a good session"
Don't tempt me
When I get home I check my phone
She text me twice
She say she miss me
But my knees sorta sore from the crack that I hit
And I'm so fucking bored
On my mattress I sit
With my brain in the rain
And my thumbs in a knot
Would I change anything?
I don't know, maybe not
Yeah my knees sorta sore from the crack that I hit
And I'm so fucking bored
On my mattress I sit
With my brain in the rain
And my thumbs in a knot
Would I change anything?
I don't know, maybe
Not
Elevator didn't have no key
Floated to her room, no gravity
Shorty you can stay on that couch
'Ima pick this lock Like I picked you out but
Everybody doesn't pass like me
That supervillain energy I have on me
She's super into it
But I'm a little bit rude
And when I should've said baby I was calling her dude
Fitted on my head doesn't fit me
Yeah, I know
Order takeout
Watch a movie
Will I get it? I don't know
(Yes)
But I let it go naturally
Don't talk that much
I'm calm as fuck
I watch Anakin, he wants to fuck
But everybody else celibate and stuff
I'm bored, she's bored too
Think everyone knows episode two slow
She gave me that look
I sent one back
Next thing I know, crawled into my lap
But my knees sorta sore from the crack that I hit
And I'm so fucking bored
On her mattress I sit
With my brain in the rain
And my thumbs in a knot
Would I change anything?
I don't know, maybe not
But my knees sorta sore from the crack that I hit
And I'm so fucking bored
On her mattress I sit
With my brain in the rain
And my thumbs in a knot
Would I change anything?
I don't know, maybe
Not

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