Let's write a song to sing
With some jazz and violins
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
Until gravity brings me down
And remind my feet to feel the ground
Sometimes I wish I could just relax, you know?
Maybe get off my back and slow...
Down from 9.8 to 2.3, cuz then I could fly
And if I could fly, I could be free
Yeah, I could be free now...
We could be free now... oh no
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
A song to sing, or a time to talk
About the things that never get brought up in daily conversations
I want to find the time to do the things I want in life
I don't want to waste a single dime on things that are worth a dozen
Although the price is right, the quality goes down as the quantities rise
But enough about boys and girls and useless actions in this world
I just want to talk about things that no one talks about
Not astrology, not mythology, not horoscopes and horrific folks on tv
Let's talk about what's up there
If it were real, what would you feel?
I don't know what it'd be for me
It seems we chase the feelings in life in which we feel nostalgia
Things that bring us back to our childhood where it all started
Where did we start EXACTLY? That's a question that'll divide a country
Well, forget the country, forget the future, forget your job, forget your past
Forget your problems, your daily troubles, and hear me out before you ask...
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Let's write a song to sing
With some jazz and violence
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
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Let's write a song to sing
With some jazz and violins
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
Until gravity brings me down
And remind my feet to feel the ground
Sometimes I wish I could just relax, you know?
Maybe get off my back and slow...
Down from 9.8 to 2.3, cuz then I could fly
And if I could fly, I could be free
Yeah, I could be free now...
We could be free now... oh no
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
A song to sing, or a time to talk
About the things that never get brought up in daily conversations
I want to find the time to do the things I want in life
I don't want to waste a single dime on things that are worth a dozen
Although the price is right, the quality goes down as the quantities rise
But enough about boys and girls and useless actions in this world
I just want to talk about things that no one talks about
Not astrology, not mythology, not horoscopes and horrific folks on tv
Let's talk about what's up there
If it were real, what would you feel?
I don't know what it'd be for me
It seems we chase the feelings in life in which we feel nostalgia
Things that bring us back to our childhood where it all started
Where did we start EXACTLY? That's a question that'll divide a country
Well, forget the country, forget the future, forget your job, forget your past
Forget your problems, your daily troubles, and hear me out before you ask...
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Let's write a song to sing
With some jazz and violence
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
With some jazz and violins
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
Until gravity brings me down
And remind my feet to feel the ground
Sometimes I wish I could just relax, you know?
Maybe get off my back and slow...
Down from 9.8 to 2.3, cuz then I could fly
And if I could fly, I could be free
Yeah, I could be free now...
We could be free now... oh no
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Boys and girls
Is there anything more interesting in this world?
Like the universe or space
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in this place
A song to sing, or a time to talk
About the things that never get brought up in daily conversations
I want to find the time to do the things I want in life
I don't want to waste a single dime on things that are worth a dozen
Although the price is right, the quality goes down as the quantities rise
But enough about boys and girls and useless actions in this world
I just want to talk about things that no one talks about
Not astrology, not mythology, not horoscopes and horrific folks on tv
Let's talk about what's up there
If it were real, what would you feel?
I don't know what it'd be for me
It seems we chase the feelings in life in which we feel nostalgia
Things that bring us back to our childhood where it all started
Where did we start EXACTLY? That's a question that'll divide a country
Well, forget the country, forget the future, forget your job, forget your past
Forget your problems, your daily troubles, and hear me out before you ask...
Just like the ocean
My mind can't be contained
Always in motion
No respect for time and space
Let's write a song to sing
With some jazz and violence
We don't have to rhyme if you don't want to
I don't mean no disrespect
You know I'm incompetent
The songs out there don't excite me like you do
Writer: Brandon Jenkins, Thomas Kearns
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid