Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Check the bill, oh you forgot your card again? Every brunch is a lesson in a dead end You’re a leech with a filter on a fake life Cutting ties like a chef with a steak knife Eye-roll, yeah I’m done with the small talk Watch me walk, yeah I’m taking the long walk You’re a ghost in a high-fashion rental Breaking down, yeah you’re purely incidental [Pre-Chorus] Heavy weights on my shoulder blades Watching all the fake colors fade I’m choosing me, I’m choosing light Deleting numbers just out of spite [Chorus] I’m clearing out the room for the sun to hit I’m feeling brand new and I’m loving it No more ghosts in my living room Exiting the gloom, watch the flowers bloom Yeah, I’m good on my own now Turning off the phone now [Post-Chorus] (Trumpet ad-lib: Pa-pa-pa-pa!) Just me and the bassline (Trumpet ad-lib: Do-do-do-do!) Doing just fine [Verse] Twitter fingers, yeah you’re typing out a tragedy Funny how your drama is a comedy to me Used to be the glue, now I’m just the solvent Problem in the room? Yeah, I think I solved it Trumpet blaring when I walk into the lobby Hating on my glow? That’s a lonely hobby Rubbery bass while I’m hitting the gas You’re in the mirror while I’m checking the glass [Pre-Chorus] Heavy weights on my shoulder blades Watching all the fake colors fade I’m choosing me, I’m choosing light Deleting numbers just out of spite [Chorus] I’m clearing out the room for the sun to hit I’m feeling brand new and I’m loving it No more ghosts in my living room Exiting the gloom, watch the flowers bloom Yeah, I’m good on my own now Turning off the phone now [Bridge] Drive-thru window at 2 A.M. Don't need a crew, don't need them Just the bass and the neon glow Nowhere left for the fakes to go I’m breathing deep, I’m feeling free Finally back to being me No static in the air tonight Everything is feeling right [Hook] Space to breathe Space to be Finally free Just me [Chorus] I’m clearing out the room for the sun to hit I’m feeling brand new and I’m loving it No more ghosts in my living room Exiting the gloom, watch the flowers bloom Yeah, I’m good on my own now Turning off the phone now [Post-Chorus] (Trumpet ad-lib: Pa-pa-pa-pa!) Just me and the bassline (Trumpet ad-lib: Do-do-do-do!) Doing just fine [Outro]
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