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letra de ok, bye - wealthy relative

yes i had a friend that had a bucket to kick
and i am sorry that i had to make you ask about it again
yes i had a friend that had a bucket to kick
and i am sorry that i had to make you ask about it again

yes i had a friend that had a bucket to kick
and i am sorry that i had to make you ask about it again
yes i had a friend that had a bucket to kick
and i am sorry

thought i made it time [?] time in fact i’m jaded
where did sayth go?
where the f-ck is elliot? i think i missed the rainbow
took a wrong turn at the fork or something
of course the faucet’s running
sort the feelings into folders hope it’s stunning after upload
hoping i’m not this alone a year from now
i’d 1st base with a toad if i could guarantee i’m still around to find out
searching for some social confidence in secret hideouts, for embarr-ssing thoughts
looking for a blacksmith to cross my path i think i need a cast-iron wardrobe
i’ve been feeling much too mortal
open up the wormhole hop into the portal
praying it’ll take me back to 2012
even if it’s one last minute of you grinning over smash brothers melee, i’d take the trip
even if i never make it, i’ll always have your face framed hanging in my kitchen
how am i living?
how am i living?
how am i living?
i’m unsure

i cut my teeth in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this gl-ss pipe
spilled potions of out of aluminum cans
coasted through the most important moments of my life

she’s been treading water 40 months straight now
never figured out how to make it past this
{?] animal overstretched elastic
a p-ssive poet plucking [?] feathers with nicotine thoughts
i’ve been dreaming of her on and off again in this crevace
i’m still down here and d-mn it’s getting comfortable
only lost to l-st and tummy rumbles
that’s a metaphor i wrote for you, but i don’t think you’ll ever hear it
so i’ll spread it to my peers and see what they think
sh-t eating his grin was blue chevy minivan
[?] sins buzz got the spins while he was driving

({repeating}: i cut my teeth)
he’s been hiding from that personal history for a while
dancing in a {?} within his sense of a child
i’m still down here
i’m still down here it’s wild

i cut my teeth in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this gl-ss pipe
spilled potions of out of aluminum cans
coasted through the most important moments of my life
i cut my teeth in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this gl-ss pipe
spilled potions of out of aluminum cans
coasted through the most important moments of my life

replacing alcohol with climbing doesn’t matter for you
but i’m better now unequipped the liquor sweater now and i am still warm
absorbing comp-ssion in a pill form you were not born with this hatred
you were not born with this vice it was given or it was taken
what have you been making?
what have you been making? tell me
what have you been– what have i been making?
what have i been making?
what have i been making?
i am unsure

i lost my pulse in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this minivan
i lost my pulse in this minivan

- wealthy relative

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