baltimore autobahn

thought i’d be
yeah i thought i’d be the one
thought i’d be
oooooooo

thought i’d be the one
wearing burberry at ur baby shower
i never got the chance to tell u
i know i’m a coward
i know she need release
and she know i devour
she love me when i’m sweet
and suck me dry when i get sour

haven’t slept yet that’s the only way im up at dawn
bottled up emotions i get lit im like a molotov
i heard u had a due date my stomach did a somersault
pushing 140 i95 like the autobahn

blowing bags of grass i’m like a landscaper
i love how soft her skin is mine just feels like sandpaper
tell me how u really feel i cannot stand fakers
i put my life inside her hands but she’s a man breaker

i cannot stand straight
thought he was tough 
my dummy flipped him like a pancake
she look in my eyes
i get nervous till my hands shake
she cast a spell on me 
while i roll up this mandrake
sippin this elixir
till i’m in trance state

but it’s not good enough
i’ll go all in if u call me baby
what we putting up?
turn me to soot and dust
spare me all the charades
let me blow away in the wind
until i find a better place

thought i’d be the one
wearing burberry at ur baby shower
i never got the chance to tell u
i know i’m a coward
i know she need release
and she know i devour
she love me when i’m sweet
and suck me dry when i get sour

haven’t slept yet that’s the only way im up at dawn
bottled up emotions i get lit im like a molotov
i heard u had a due date my stomach did a somersault
pushing 140 i95 like the autobahn

neon lights behind her eyes that read out notice me
all that effort upfront how u end up ghosting me
spread her legs i feel like moses in the open sea
red eyes in the whip we lit up like a uav

she a damsel in distress
i’m a stumbling drunk mess
couldnt save u if i wanted
tip the king like it was chess
right place wrong time
always feels like a crime
i want to feel the world pass by
while ur tongue is tied up with mine

my bones decaying underneath the sod
no one knows a thing except for u and god
put me in my place it was all part of the plot
i don’t need a funeral i need a space where i can rot

thought i’d be the one
wearing burberry at ur baby shower
i never got the chance to tell u
i know i’m a coward
i know she need release
and she know i devour
she love me when i’m sweet
and suck me dry when i get sour

haven’t slept yet that’s the only way im up at dawn
bottled up emotions i get lit im like a molotov
i heard u had a due date my stomach did a somersault
pushing 140 i95 like the autobahn

baltimore autobahn (scottysplash)

Ⓣⓡⓐⓤⓜⓐ Ⓒⓛⓤⓑ Ⓘⓝⓒ. 

Singer/Songwriter from Missouri. Guitarist for HEY CHUCK! Hollow.

i’m really hollow to the core, but i’m smilin’ for the cameras.

artist & producer 🌟
https://ver2ion.xyz

keep up w/ me on twitter @ver2ion
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1997

@4EVER-Collective 
big dreams, low expectations

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@hollowbodyco

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it's gonna be okay