Cleaner Air - YEEK

I was born and raised, I don’t know where

She’s from Florida, probably breathing cleaner air

You would think I move like such a scum

That’s why you always fucking run

Went to London, finally had the funds

Felt like I was always on the run

I move fast anyway

But I’d love you any day

I lost my glasses at the pub

Went apeshit, you can ask Matt, I went nuts

Three senses left when I stopped seeing

You already killed off my feelings

When I came home, didn’t wanna socialize

I had things that I couldn’t vocalize

Here’s my two cents, don’t go, baby

'Cause if you leave, I’ll go crazy