Paroles de Scones

(kilo kish)
The sun moves close that's the yellow gold
You breath so slow you waking up your bones
Coffee start, just the way you like
And new york times on the business side
I'm thinking this boy you know i can't admit
But and maybe like is this routine
It gets kinda old kinda soon
I know we say it, but we never do
Nothing, i'm here to say something
The walls are closing in feels like my soul's collecting width
Destined to, been waiting up for you
But the tables set to feed me nothing new
So

(kilo kish)
Why don't you surprise me?
Why don't you surprise me?
Why don't you surprise me?

(kilo kish & childish gambino)
Boy you never try
I know, i know
(6 o'clock here calling)
I know, i know
(i didn't go to the bed)
I know, i know
(sitting up, up)
I know, i know
(and drinking wine to the head)