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Healy

Slalom

 

Slalom

(album: Subluxe - 2017)


[PLC:]
You prolly find me by the store
You sitting corners at the doors
You sippin Taylor's making more
We getting carats only four

[Healy:]
Man it's getting hard to pretend
Finna get caught up in a pretense
High my footprints on the ceiling
Tell my mom that I majored in the weekend
Sit and meditate up on my problems, I never flaunt em
But all the homies chasing rings like they want me Gollum
(And meanwhile)
I'm buying bottles, I found my confidence at the bottom
Boy it's Slalom and change the angle don't let it bother you no
Don't you go burning them bridges unless you can walk on the water
Well I can just drink all my weight in the waves like the ways of my father
You say you know me, you know me, you know me, you know
No you don't, you only know the grapevine

Bright lights, big city, I got the top down
Bright lights, big city, I got the top down
Bright lights, big city, I got the top down
Do your hair up pretty, girl
Bright lights, big city, I got the top down
Do your hair up pretty

[PLC:]
You prolly find me by the store
You sitting corners at the doors
You sippin Taylor's making more
We getting carats only four

[Healy:]
Yeah I never know when I'll grow up
It's easy to run when the going gets tough
Yeah a wife and some kids sound alright
But the truth is my youth is enough
I ain't never growing, I ain't never growing
I ain't never growing, I ain't never growing

[PLC:]
You prolly find me by the store
We sitting corners at the doors
They sippin Taylor's making more
We getting carats only four

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