Never gonna break All that it seems Armour let it through, borne the arboretic truth you kept posing Sat down in the suit, fixed on up it wasn't you by finished closing Ramble in the roots, had the marvel, moved the proof be kneeled fine's glowing

So down here on the ocean we will stay Went through a lot of changes Turned a lot of pages When I took a boat Sunday Took a boat Sunday, down by the sea It just felt so nice, you and me We didn't have a problem or a care And all around was silence,

I’m not angry anymore It depends on the day Well, sometimes I am I don’t think badly of you Well, sometimes I do The extend of all my worthless rage I’m not bitter anymore I’m syrupy sweet I rot your teeth down to the core

You're moving too fast Frames can't catch you when You're moving like that Slow down everyone Brushfire fairytales Itsy bitsy diamond wells Big fat hurricanes Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down

Hold onto hope if you got it Don't let it go for nobody And they say that dreaming is free But I wouldn't care what it cost me Man, you really know how to get someone down Everything was fine, until you came around And I've been chasing after dreamers in

Dumb dumb dumda dumb dumb dumb dumb dumda dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumda dumb dumb Ring ding ding ding ding A ring ding ding dingdemgdemg A ring ding ding ding ding A Bram ba am baba weeeeeee Break down! Br-Br-Break It

We went to the beach And we went to the beach Every year, the middle of June We crammed into that Astro van Tighter than a can of sardines We fought in the back And dad got mad And mama rolled the windows down "Y'all smell the salt of the beach?"

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show My mama used to dance for

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)