It Goes

It Goes

Track by Atmosphere

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LYRICS
Now, when you come to apply for
the job
Don't tell 'em you're homeless
'Cause I promise they won't hire
you
And if they like your songs
Just nod your head and play
along
Never tell 'em what inspires you
I bet my fans know me better
than my friends do
Because my friends don't pay
that much attention
The fans memorize every single
sentence
Which makes them far too smart
to ever start a friendship
I need to start writing pieces
about other people's problems
'Cause strangers are starting to
get worried
I'm in a hurry to try to slow
the system down a bit
And find happiness before I hit
thirty
OK, OK, I've said too much
I wear my heart on my sleeve
When all I need to do is write a
hit
Somebody shoulda showed me how
to shut up and breathe
'Cause there's a time and place
to bite your lips
It goes peace to phobia
For the boots made for walking
Now if only Best Buy could break
me off with a Walkman
Everything would be fine
I could spend time smiling
Instead of pulling a sad clown
around this island
I've got no suggestions
Well, maybe one
Leave my type alone when you
decide to touch that microphone
See, me and you
We're on different pages
We're in different stages
We've got different flavors
I'mma let you do your thing
Just as long as your thing
Ain't got a single thing to do
with me and what I'm trying to
bring
But if my name crosses your lips
You better guard your tongue
Pardon me, give me my respect,
and keep it all in fun
If I had extra time I'd walk
around and shake everybody's
hand
(Like, how you doin' my man?)
But I'm not allowed
I'm trying to beat the clock now
So I'm out, right after I rock
this crowd
It goes: ola ola olaaa (yeah)
Ola ola olaaa (2x)
It goes: one two three four five
Six seven eight nine ten
And all I ever wanted out of
live was rhymin'
Either from me or an innocent
bystander
I wasn't that picky, just give
it to me quickly
Whatever it takes, to cook these
cakes
You wanna hear your voice but

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