Got my mind on something new
I might glow like morning dew
I might pull up with the crew
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
I don't think it's worth it to convert 'em, think we'd rather burn 'em
Simplify my sermon then get it tattooed up on my sternum
All this criticism burns when I serve it, shit gets acerbic
I can't rock with all y'all basic people, boy, I been allergic
The tide is low, I could be killed by an assumption
I'm riding slow, might swerve off lane if I'm compulsive
The cure I need, might not exist in these conditions
No privacy, no false admissions
And the drip so clean it's baby blue
Synths from 1982
Smoking what my circle grew
Blow that shit up, hurdle through
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
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Ghost Noises - Glisten Lyrics
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Got my mind on something new
I might glow like morning dew
I might pull up with the crew
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
I don't think it's worth it to convert 'em, think we'd rather burn 'em
Simplify my sermon then get it tattooed up on my sternum
All this criticism burns when I serve it, shit gets acerbic
I can't rock with all y'all basic people, boy, I been allergic
The tide is low, I could be killed by an assumption
I'm riding slow, might swerve off lane if I'm compulsive
The cure I need, might not exist in these conditions
No privacy, no false admissions
And the drip so clean it's baby blue
Synths from 1982
Smoking what my circle grew
Blow that shit up, hurdle through
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
I might glow like morning dew
I might pull up with the crew
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
I don't think it's worth it to convert 'em, think we'd rather burn 'em
Simplify my sermon then get it tattooed up on my sternum
All this criticism burns when I serve it, shit gets acerbic
I can't rock with all y'all basic people, boy, I been allergic
The tide is low, I could be killed by an assumption
I'm riding slow, might swerve off lane if I'm compulsive
The cure I need, might not exist in these conditions
No privacy, no false admissions
And the drip so clean it's baby blue
Synths from 1982
Smoking what my circle grew
Blow that shit up, hurdle through
Switched up, I'm on something new
(I'm on the other side)
Thousand faces in my view
(I'm bout to tweak it right)
I ain't bout to miss my cue
Glisten like it's morning dew
Writer: Eric Sarley
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