I've had a kink in my neck since the day I was born
Buyin' new shoes every Monday cause by Sunday they'll be worn
And while it's true that the gentrifiers came
Between me and the city, something personal has changed
I need blood on my tongue
I need wine in my veins
I want you to see straight through me
I got a jello mold brain
So I'm taking my own sweet time
I'm getting used to what it's like to be alive
And baby
Up till now it's been so hard to find my melody
But I'm starting to get the hang
Of the way it goes
Notes from the mouth
And breath through the nose
And maybe
If you can just find the right harmony
Neither of us will walk alone
Maybe we can even make a third tone
I've had a spring in my step from the day I was born
I've been springing round so hard that every jacket I own's torn
And while it's true
I don't know my own name
I've come to the conclusion
That's the best part of the game
I've got chia seeds for hair
I found blood in my nose
I can't figure out if this life of mine's written in verse or prose
So I'm taking my own sweet time
I'm getting used to what it's like to be alive
Sweet little baby, what do you know? If I threw you in the river, would you go with the flow?
Sweet little baby, what do you know?
If I threw you in the river would you sink or would you float?
Would you sink or would you float?
Would you sink or would you float?
I've had a kink in my neck since the day I was born
Buyin' new shoes every Monday cause by Sunday they'll be worn
And while it's true that the gentrifiers came
Between me and the city, something personal has changed
I need blood on my tongue
I need wine in my veins
I want you to see straight through me
I got a jello mold brain
I'm taking my own sweet time