Bubbles

Baby got a mind like a rubik cube
Mine shaped the same, except my tiles all navy blue
Now I freak when I see red, so she try to solve me
But the other side’s all gloomy too
Get at it like a surgeon, digging at the grooves
Trying to find meaning, all she find was platitudes
My attitude problematic, I’m aware, but dude
Sometimes your permutation plain fuckin rude
Not long ago, the vibe was tropical
Now we cold, trippin on some cold-ass latitudes
Three lives till the boss level
Bitch these 8-bit tricks don’t long stay magical
You reach for reset faster than the news
Who do I blame except my untrustworthy screws?
It’s all good, homie, you do what you gotta do
But let me take the hook, cuz you don’t know the fuckin' blues
Hook:
I sing you all the songs of my life, but don’t sing along, baby (You don’t know
the fuckin blues)
I tell you every day, every night, but don’t come along, baby (You don’t know
the fuckin blues)
She don’t want me back, cuz I’m wack
Every time I redial, reconnect, I attack
Baby please, cut me some slack
What the fuck’s to derail? There’s no train on the track
(There's no train on the track?)
I mean, instead of showing me
How all this shit could be all understanding and pretty
And then throw it under the bus, now it’s 2x petty
Girl, instead of that lean, douse me in kerosene
And flick the fuckin match off my shreds
Like you flicked the memory off the side of the bed
Singing «Bye Bye Boka, guess you lost it again»
«27, stupid, said goodbye to your friends, huh?»
Let’s stop for a sec, and unpretend
That we both was in love with concepts in our heads
Nothing I say or do could be remedial
If you jumping ship the second this shit is inconvenient
Hook:
I sing you all the songs of my life, but don’t sing along, baby (You don’t know
the fuckin blues)
I tell you every day, every night, but don’t come along, baby (You don’t know
the fuckin blues)
You got me this lump in my throat, we will never get along (You don’t know the
fuckin blues)
I’m going back to my old grind, so don’t come along
You don’t know that shit. (x8)
Ey doctor!
You better go Eternal Sunshine on my ass (like)
I don’t want no more fuckin trouble
I just wanna blow some fuckin bubbles
Ya feel?