Back to Top

Safety Concerns - Dude in Exile Lyrics



Safety Concerns - Dude in Exile Lyrics




Ker plop was the sound of the tin cup
Filled with a bullet blood pooling in my feet
And Johnny knows it itching in my throat
Slobbered word code but Connor's roof fan is still laughing though
Max's brass knuckles slide but couldn't help but drag
I operate the pod racer with just a single hand
Chris it would be best to reflect on your faults
But double down like me cause I'm so full of salt
The mirror is broken but I still hear Connors chuckle
Echoing through my hollow husk structure made of rubble
Sipping on the truth hot caffeinated and brown
The irony is that it comes whole not ground
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Ker plop was the sound of the tin cup
Filled with a bullet blood pooling in my feet
And Johnny knows it itching in my throat
Slobbered word code but Connor's roof fan is still laughing though
Max's brass knuckles slide but couldn't help but drag
I operate the pod racer with just a single hand
Chris it would be best to reflect on your faults
But double down like me cause I'm so full of salt
The mirror is broken but I still hear Connors chuckle
Echoing through my hollow husk structure made of rubble
Sipping on the truth hot caffeinated and brown
The irony is that it comes whole not ground
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Julian Faulkner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Safety Concerns - Dude in Exile Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Safety Concerns
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Julian Faulkner

Tags:
No tags yet