Lyrics:
Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I dont need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls, double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes we got it wrong, but its all right
The more things seems to change, the more they stay the same
Ooo, dont you hesitate
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Youre gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side
(Just relax, just relax)
Dont you let those other boys fool you
Gotta love that Afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but its all right
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change
Dont you think its strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Youre gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Just more than I could take
Pity for pitys sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize that you dont even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Ooo, youre gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Credits:
Director — Daniel Jordan K
Director of Photography — CQ
AC — Dylan Budnieski
AD — Blake Bradshaw
Stylist — Renelle
Makeup — Ian Roley
PA — Dubb
Editor / VFX — Tommy Bauer
As. Editor / VFX — OCD
Colorist — Brock Cruess
Video Produced by — Lucas O.M.
Exe. Produced by — Tommy Bauer
Production Company — Overcast
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[Chorus]
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
Said I won’t but I might though
Walking on a tightrope
Might do it just in spite though
Backwoods got my eyes low
I might just go psycho
Backwoods had my eyes low
[Verse-1]
I just left in the Porsche i’m moving too fast I cannot slow it down
On my way to the morgue i’m dying young if I don’t slow it down
Too much cash in the bag i’m burning it all nothing can stop me now
Gave you one more chance you lost that shit and you just lost a crown
Said she loved me but she lied though
No evidence, it’s evident you lied slow
[Bridge]
But I knew quick,
Grew up lose shit,
Changed my mind,
I don’t lose bitch,
Might go blind,
Psychic I just knew it,
I waste my time,
I can’t move it’s,
Making me go blind,
To this new shit,
I’m so clueless,
Saying this is old news
But you’re not new you’re old news
[Pre-Chorus]
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
[Chorus]
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
Said I won’t but I might though
Walking on a tightrope
Might do it just in spite though
Backwoods got my eyes low
I might just go psycho
Backwoods had my eyes low
[Verse-2]
Spend my money where my time goes
I got none else like those
Focus on my cash flow
Enlightened feel like Osho
Up all night i’m on the road
See me they take photos, photos
[Pre-Chorus]
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
[Chorus]
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
Said I won’t but I might though
Walking on a tightrope
Might do it just in spite though
Backwoods got my eyes low
I might just go psycho
Backwoods had my eyes low
[Outro]
I might just go psycho,
Up all night i’m on the road
Enlightened feel like Osho
Too many drunk white hoes
I might just go psycho…
I’m so psycho for you,
I might just go psycho
Too many drunk white hoes
Said I won’t, but I might though
Said I won’t, but I might though
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