Verse

My head is spinning

You remind me of a better me

Boy, I think I want a boyfriend

I never have so I’m nervous

Take it slow for me I’m serious

I’m nervous

Chorus

But, I wanna try it with you

March madness

The way I’m shooting for you

Shortcut to LA (Demo Version)

Chorus

We can have all we want boy

No pit stops boy

I’ll show you the way

Shortcut, shortcut to LA

Rose colored glasses

Your Aviator’s glisten

I’ll show you the way

Shortcut, shortcut to LA

Verse

Looks like you’ve been studying

You got those…

Verse

Took a train

All the way to the Arctic

The polar express

Couldn’t even imagine

Blood on the snow

I’m on my knees

Why did it have to be me?

Chorus

When I was out there

I charted my own path

Followed nature’s wrath

Even though I was lost

Verse

I’ve been home, but

Home was never here

Put on a smile

And my converse

Starcraft till I bleed

I’ve been playing

Magic with strangers

Eating ice cream by myself

Writing lyrics

Wasting money on nicotine

And it’s okay

I still wake up

Heartbreak can surely

Only hurt so…

Verse

Guess you can call us lovers tonight

I’m 22 and can’t get over

This teenage dream crushed me

In Brooklyn, it broke my poor heart

Chinatown food deliveries

Cocaine in the streets

If you ask them

They’ll say they’re alright

I join them to be “one of them”

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Out here in Candyland

I am your licorice sweet royalty

You write your name

On my back

You are my very own

Cherry on top

Verse

And so it goes,

Cookie-cutter days and parties

Milkshake dates, you’re never late

So lighthearted, and you seem to know

What you want, and I do too

I’m afraid if I close my eyes

I’ll lose track of you

In the old gingerbread pub yes, babe

You’re my mate, we don’t have to tell

Read my lips, we can sneak out now

Take a stroll down candy lane

I’ll kiss you

Chorus

Out here in Candyland

I am your licorice sweet royalty

You write your name

On my back

You are my very own

Cherry on top

Verse

blah, blah blah blah lol

Juuls

Chorus

It can be just me and you

I’ll show you what I do

When it’s just us two

We can trade juuls

It can be just me and you

Verse

I broke the ice

I’m so polite

You should be a little kind

I got a prize you…

M

layabout artist disguised as an aspiring scholar. posting poems and short stories about America, neo-liberalism, and songs I write for friends and me

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