Forgot
๐ต 1717 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:12 duration
๐ ID: 9030991
๐ Lyrics
I wrote that late night manuscript / I keep that stick shift handle grip
I feel them streetlights dripping down rain like Ambien
Corsing through my veins in the Louvre with a canvas print
Lanterns with the Buddhist zen / Floral print on the walls of the derelict
Serpico watching surfers go hammy on the cliff,
panoramic lens clicks every time my inner Van Gogh's channeling
Damn it's been a wild ride / Muted statues looking at me with the white eyes
Oversized thoughts coming down the Kansas freeway burnt ends with my debit card at night time
Sight lines, that McNulty style mapped out / 1987 Benz on the back route
Two eigths rap singer three quarter paint flinger,
middle finger ring with grandfather's war smashed out, damn you must've forgot...
Aww you must've forgot,
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
You must've forgot,
Damn you must've forgot,
Look homie,
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt wicker chair right there is my slot,
The smile is childish / Keep it that like that with the small town mileage
Prowler on the outskirt dialin' up the problems
Eucalyptus scent with the steam on my eyelids
Seen pyramided schemes, Ponzi's for the grocers
Padded loafer leather come add a magnum opus
Francis Ford Cope with the talent that I holster
Cracked lobster, dipping back into the Ocean / That's why you stay swimming
Black J's, suede denim / Vague images of haze through closed shades in Venice
Don't take attendance, raise your hands if you hear
Seersucker clarity with this man in this mirror, but you forgot...
You must've forgot,
Look homie
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
You must've forgot,
I feel them streetlights dripping down rain like Ambien
Corsing through my veins in the Louvre with a canvas print
Lanterns with the Buddhist zen / Floral print on the walls of the derelict
Serpico watching surfers go hammy on the cliff,
panoramic lens clicks every time my inner Van Gogh's channeling
Damn it's been a wild ride / Muted statues looking at me with the white eyes
Oversized thoughts coming down the Kansas freeway burnt ends with my debit card at night time
Sight lines, that McNulty style mapped out / 1987 Benz on the back route
Two eigths rap singer three quarter paint flinger,
middle finger ring with grandfather's war smashed out, damn you must've forgot...
Aww you must've forgot,
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
You must've forgot,
Damn you must've forgot,
Look homie,
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt wicker chair right there is my slot,
The smile is childish / Keep it that like that with the small town mileage
Prowler on the outskirt dialin' up the problems
Eucalyptus scent with the steam on my eyelids
Seen pyramided schemes, Ponzi's for the grocers
Padded loafer leather come add a magnum opus
Francis Ford Cope with the talent that I holster
Cracked lobster, dipping back into the Ocean / That's why you stay swimming
Black J's, suede denim / Vague images of haze through closed shades in Venice
Don't take attendance, raise your hands if you hear
Seersucker clarity with this man in this mirror, but you forgot...
You must've forgot,
Look homie
I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
You must've forgot,
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.09] I wrote that late night manuscript / I keep that stick shift handle grip
[00:15.48] I feel them streetlights dripping down rain like Ambien
[00:19.03] Corsing through my veins in the Louvre with a canvas print
[00:21.72] Lanterns with the Buddhist zen / Floral print on the walls of the derelict
[00:25.38] Serpico watching surfers go hammy on the cliff,
[00:28.18] panoramic lens clicks every time my inner Van Gogh's channeling
[00:32.61] Damn it's been a wild ride / Muted statues looking at me with the white eyes
[00:36.20] Oversized thoughts coming down the Kansas freeway burnt ends with my debit card at night time
[00:42.56] Sight lines, that McNulty style mapped out / 1987 Benz on the back route
[00:48.03] Two eigths rap singer three quarter paint flinger,
[00:50.76] middle finger ring with grandfather's war smashed out, damn you must've forgot...
[00:56.42] Aww you must've forgot,
[00:59.25] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
[01:01.95] Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
[01:04.68] You must've forgot,
[01:07.38] Damn you must've forgot,
[01:09.16] Look homie,
[01:10.98] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt wicker chair right there is my slot,
[01:16.36] The smile is childish / Keep it that like that with the small town mileage
[01:21.83] Prowler on the outskirt dialin' up the problems
[01:24.51] Eucalyptus scent with the steam on my eyelids
[01:27.25] Seen pyramided schemes, Ponzi's for the grocers
[01:29.94] Padded loafer leather come add a magnum opus
[01:32.68] Francis Ford Cope with the talent that I holster
[01:35.45] Cracked lobster, dipping back into the Ocean / That's why you stay swimming
[01:39.09] Black J's, suede denim / Vague images of haze through closed shades in Venice
[01:42.62] Don't take attendance, raise your hands if you hear
[01:45.38] Seersucker clarity with this man in this mirror, but you forgot...
[01:50.73] You must've forgot,
[01:53.58] Look homie
[01:54.45] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
[01:57.13] Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
[01:58.97] You must've forgot,
[02:00.77]
[00:15.48] I feel them streetlights dripping down rain like Ambien
[00:19.03] Corsing through my veins in the Louvre with a canvas print
[00:21.72] Lanterns with the Buddhist zen / Floral print on the walls of the derelict
[00:25.38] Serpico watching surfers go hammy on the cliff,
[00:28.18] panoramic lens clicks every time my inner Van Gogh's channeling
[00:32.61] Damn it's been a wild ride / Muted statues looking at me with the white eyes
[00:36.20] Oversized thoughts coming down the Kansas freeway burnt ends with my debit card at night time
[00:42.56] Sight lines, that McNulty style mapped out / 1987 Benz on the back route
[00:48.03] Two eigths rap singer three quarter paint flinger,
[00:50.76] middle finger ring with grandfather's war smashed out, damn you must've forgot...
[00:56.42] Aww you must've forgot,
[00:59.25] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
[01:01.95] Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
[01:04.68] You must've forgot,
[01:07.38] Damn you must've forgot,
[01:09.16] Look homie,
[01:10.98] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt wicker chair right there is my slot,
[01:16.36] The smile is childish / Keep it that like that with the small town mileage
[01:21.83] Prowler on the outskirt dialin' up the problems
[01:24.51] Eucalyptus scent with the steam on my eyelids
[01:27.25] Seen pyramided schemes, Ponzi's for the grocers
[01:29.94] Padded loafer leather come add a magnum opus
[01:32.68] Francis Ford Cope with the talent that I holster
[01:35.45] Cracked lobster, dipping back into the Ocean / That's why you stay swimming
[01:39.09] Black J's, suede denim / Vague images of haze through closed shades in Venice
[01:42.62] Don't take attendance, raise your hands if you hear
[01:45.38] Seersucker clarity with this man in this mirror, but you forgot...
[01:50.73] You must've forgot,
[01:53.58] Look homie
[01:54.45] I'm Gus Van Sant with a dash of Rembrandt,
[01:57.13] Wicker chair right there is my slot man,
[01:58.97] You must've forgot,
[02:00.77]