Great Americans

Lyrics
Wake up, burnt out, start the day in flames Is it because I didn't text you back? Back Cat brain (Meow, meow) Keep sending me mixed signals (Meow, meow, meow, meow) It's like I haven't learned a thing Stressed out, burnt up, I'm moving way too fast I need to reel it in, I just might bust my ass I might hurt myself [Chorus] Don't know much Everything I do is a learned behavior A true Truman ShowA true Truman Show [Verse 2] Midday, still weird, I'm probably overthinking Yes, I saw you call, I'm still not calling back 'Cause I'm overwhelmed Dear Lord, send help, I'm talking to my cats (Meow) I keep vacuuming and nothing's getting clean 'Cause I'm overwhelmed One thing's for sure You're gonna find a way to leave But before you go, please return my clothes You can't have my coat [Chorus] Don't know much Everything I do is a learned behavior I keep fucking up, but I land on my feet [Verse 3] It's dark, I'm lost, walking around in circles (Ah) I didn't complete a thing (Shit), I missed my chance Don't know much, everything I do Is an SOS, something's clearly off I'm undiagnosed (Shit)
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Credits
- Writers
- Flying Lotus
- Thundercat
- Producers
- Flying Lotus
- Publisher
- Universal Music Group
- Assistant Mastering Engineer
- Bob DeMaa
- Mixing Engineer
- Greg Kurstin