Blue Skies

(альбом: Help Me, I'm Flying - 2019)

Yeah, my throat's on fire tonight
'Cause I smoked so many cigarettes
Mama say: "You better quit them shits"
You want a tube through your neck?
That's some stupid shit
But mama "They're my best friends"
On some loser shit
I roll around in a car that I bought
'Cause some people told me I was a star
But still I got nobody to drive it with
I hope it gets better with time
But I'm guessing that it doesn't and I'm thinking that's fine

I won't let go, I'm scheming
One day, I swear I'll see it
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me

London told me that I gotta keep it all pure
Me and my guitar mama, that is the cure
And no promises but I'ma go hard for this
Blue sky paradise lying out in front of us
I don't know why I piss on all my happiness
Wanna fix that shit, make us all rich
All the money, I know, plenty's on the way
I wanna feel truly good on more than rainy days

I won't let go, I'm scheming
One day, I swear I'll see it
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me
I won't let go, I'm scheming
One day, I swear I'll see it
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blue skies, blue skies ahead of me