Ghost Town - Intellectual

[Intro: Shirley Ann Lee]

Someday, someday

Someday, I, I wanna wear a starry crown

Someday, someday, someday

I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday

Hold up, hold up

Some days, some days, I remember things on some days

Back way, yeah, way, way

Better days, mm, mm

Uh, some day

I wanna tell everybody on Sundays

I wanna hit the red dot on everybody

Someday, oh, oh, oh (Heatstroke)

Every day I live and die, I'm smokin' marijuana

Every day I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, some day

I've been tryin'

To make you love me

But everything I try

Just takes you further from me

Someday, we gon' set it off

Someday, we gon' get this off

Baby, don't you bet it all

On a pack of fentanyl

You might think they wrote you off

They gon' have to rope me off

Some day, the drama'll be gone

And they'll play this song on and on

Sometimes, I take all the shine

Talk like I drank all the wine

Years ahead, but way behind

I'm on one, two, three, four, five

No half-truths, just naked minds

Caught between space and time

This not what they had in mind

But, maybe, some day

I've been tryin'

To make you love me

But everything I try

Just takes you further from me

Woah, once again, I am a child

I let go, go

Of everything that I know, yeah