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letra de ringo - atmosphere

[verse 1]
i think i’m still drunk from last night
i woke up in a lawn chair
i feel faint like an old -ss flashlight
i don’t remember how i got there
waiting at the train stop
hoping that the rain stop
the pain throbs at the front of the skull
i should have took the day off
looking for a pay off
the brainwash is insufferable
i’m on purpose, coffee in a thermos
squint like clint tryna spot me in the cursive
missing persons, lost in your costumes
blood, moon and a boombox full of volume
if i had the authority i would probably
make everybody throw their hands in the sky
and everything i said in this song would be cl-ssified
and all of y’all would be captured alive

[hook]
i might’ve showed up when the party start
i might’ve got high with your bodyguard
i might’ve p-ssed out at the airport bar
everybody wanna see a falling star
i might’ve thrown up in a rental car
i might’ve woke up in a reservoir
i might’ve got robbed at mardi gras
everybody wanna see a falling star
everybody wanna see a falling star
everybody wanna see a falling star
everybody wanna see a falling star
everybody wanna see a falling star

[verse 2]
once upon a time in the next few days
i gotta wake up and get out of the shade
i might put on a beat down pair of chucks
my old swimming trunks
and amirsaysnothing in my earbuds
just me and my beer gut
i absorb it before i get deported back to orbit
over the winter i remain indoors
i want the summer in my city to feel like a rain forest
and you know we should skinny dip
in the middle of the mississip
do a couple of spins and sh-t, synchronicity flips
a three-sixty finish, twin cities b-tch
and i don’t care ’bout what y’all think
dressed up like a cop, stuck up the bank
the police came in some russian tanks
and i’m in jail with nothing to drink

[verse 3]
i want a snack machine on the party bus
your flag is green, in god we trust
you were born in sin, we were born in debt
i guess this is about as feel good as it gets
i want wonderbread wrapped in rubber bands
it’s not too much to understand
i wanna color the world but only got one crayon
reach for the sky, try to touch my hand

- atmosphere

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