Take all the photographs
Plot your life out on a graph
X and y, goI fell in the pit of snakes (pit of snakes)
At twenty three
At twenty three
Boy fuck, I′m high around you
They want me dry like Chardonny
My dreams are in the spreadsheets
Don't test me now
I can′t come back
All the grass was golden green (golden green)
The money controlling me
So I must go
Boy fuck, I'm high around you
They want me dry like Chardonny
My dreams are in the spreadsheets
Don't test me now
I can′t come back
