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​​racecar (v2) - aries lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
she said i hate my day job; i don’t feel it
i need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
i don’t have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
run— bag, run, f*ck your f—

[chorus]
she said i hate my day job; i don’t feel it
i need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
i don’t have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
run— bag, run, f*ck your feelings, i detach them

[verse 1]
wonder why i had them, with her bad lungs
running back to ’em, can i have some?
runnin’, f*ck the asthma
never understand why, probably just a habit
she run it ’til the cash come, wonder what happened
busy on the inside, why ain’t got the answer
why ain’t got hands, i don’t got answer
you and your friends, wherever the bands tucked, then—

[chorus]
she said i hate my (hate my) day job; i don’t feel it
i need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
i don’t have none, have none
dollar billies in my bag, run— bag, run
f*ck your feelings
i de—
[verse 2]
pilot, i’ve gone high, parachute, this my first
if we land in quicksand, tell him too, i might die
body*bagged, probably glad, had that price on my head
took her hand in july, couple months, fall again

[pre*chorus]
hate my day job; i don’t feel it
i need racecar, top down like my ceiling
i don’t have none, have none
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
she said i hate my day job; i don’t feel it
i need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
i don’t have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
run— bag, run, f*ck your feelings, i de—

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