Well I ain't sure, but I been told
he's baking cakes inside our souls.
Stayed awake, took a nap
Got myself my bottles back.
I'm breakin' them out on the street
Walkin' around in my bare feet,
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat.
I caught a ride, we caught some air
he's never gonna cut his hair.
It takes more time to make a fake,
We night swam down in the lake.
Washed the dirt off our intentions
Prattle on 'bout bad inventions
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