sun-kissed Lyrics

Hit it

Kid, "you're way too burnt out" is the latest headline

Meeting your quota ten times over by the deadline

It's not my place, would not tell you how to live your life

But to sleep nights in a briefcase in a crawlspace is no kind of life

Everyone in the building sits together

Alone

Roll a stone down the hallway, drones like a boulder

Low blows in slo-mo, kick it out with a smoulder

Preach a clean nose, push a cold shoulder

Stole the show there for a minute there

I lost myself 'cause it's a

Fine line between seven steins and a high tied sine (high tide sign)

I'm back where I was before

Playing the wrong long con

And I'm gone

Stayin' up past five

Gettin' up too late

Sittin' in your bed

Do it all again