Landos jam
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
Head in the clouds but I'm making my way back down
Looking for high ground now I'm making my way back down (b-b-b-back down)
(Hey)

Call it a numbers game, but who is the groupie? ay?
Writing for reasons that I'm still to understand one day
Use me throw me away, leave but ask me to stay
I'm so confused I guess I'm used to it in some sick way
Sittin' dreamin' of pace, feigning for airplanes
Mean while my momma waits for flowers on her bir-birhday
And thats of course to date, I can't forget the source today
Been flying in these clouds so long, you'd think I had a bright red cape
To the winners go to spoils
Money go make money till have not to have no morals
Some speak of things like souls
I watch the cherry burn until that cherry is no more
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, watch out cause I think that they smell blood
Turn it up in the dead of the night when I nose dive back home for fun
With a light and a match and a secret stash, I wont be here for long
It was fun while it lasted, got to get back to the sun

(Hey, alright, yeah, alright)
Head in the clouds but I'm making my way back down (back down)
Looking for high ground now I'm making my way back down (back down)

(Yeah, its a long way down)

Flying a mad man just run around the world getting plenty of back bands
Keep my head above the water, swimming in that land just singing the scan
So much I know they even wanna give me a cat scan
I wouldn't want to dream this life away, but I'm feeling that my head is in a vice today
And the price you pay is a life to stay, on the license plate, but there's a price to play
See I don't think so, but they kill it when you think slow
One last chance just to kill it when the ink slows
One last dance, imma kill it with the link flow
Kinko, cold copy with the pink note, think no
Just another one of these old schemes
So break bread, with the dreams so me?
Don't know what I'm running for but I'm?
Looking at the stars?

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