idles

Stone characters Light walls that's beyond one You swear my ego gets past me They want me so vulnerable But you should see what I'm looking at Moss or pillars to choose Do you think my time here could fit all that? If I die in the shade then I lose Idles pushing idols All latin just like classics I don't have the study habits to fall off in there On call with the labels Cut off a half a mil and a kill to my shame Just move to LA Baby I got shit you can't pay for (yeah) They want me saying what they want And the money I saved up Oh it's all gone, all gone (cold) (snow) bird (froze) (snow) snow (cold) white white birds Foggy Sunday morning Up when it's light out Tiny beaks sing from trees Through the steam Melodies for me Singing's just for me Stating what's important Snow melt Thawing out Sun crawls but she moves Foot prints melt they Tried to offer me I couldn't accept it Stains all on me Pillars out of trees (steam, cold) Making pillars out of trees uh huh (trees) (pillars) (trees)