melatonezone

Your number one GOAT Your backwards anthem You've got to go rogue Before you go platinum (Uh-huh) Sticking a toothpick into my thigh like Kidding myself that I'm still alive, I'm Taking a bite of commercial pie, you're Living it up while I ask politely What do you do when You wake up goopy from a melatoney engine? Barely keeping you chugging With all the wrong intentions My fighter pilot My takeoff title Could you cool your heels For one more cycle? (Uh-huh) Holding a fat roll of paper towel but Wiping my nose on the sleeve of your blouse Calling the suits for a record recount Saying you cried but you're laughing out loud What do you do when You wake up goopy from a melatoney engine? Barely keeping you chugging In all the wrong directions So you shift and you shake All the slim and slimy friendships In the odds that some clout Seekers slide into your mentions, ah, ah So what do you do when-