Ryan Gray - Aiming Aimlessly

Okay
So, I'm in an astronauts' field
I'm looking to the stars
Maybe possibly I could reach you and I could teach you
And tell you what it's like, and take you with me
You are so, Mmm
So convincing
Sending transmissions over intercoms
Little moms, soccer moms
Tryna catch the score, Son's on a breakaway chicken nugget dinosaur
Want a kiss, want a hug
Appeal, Too I'll to refrain
Ideas come from those who inspired the genius
Contrived Wikipedia
I need to help the needier
I wish you a speedier recovery
Animals on the planet searching for love
Just like us, a discovery
Kids learning love like
1 + 1, 2 + 2
And I love you
The flow a bit spectacular
At the orthodontist
New veneers from SpongeBob and his Spatula

Okay, So look
I'm in Nashville and I'm aiming aimlessly
Where the ash is still burnin'
Hard to sit cause the table still turnin'
I receive the eucharist
My heart is still hurtin'
Cause I got a homie and he still burnin'

Got to thank God though
Cause without him
I feel like a ball player without the gym
I'm from the East Coast where we brought back the Tims
Brought back the Tims? Brought back the Tims

I would try the other way impossible
Maybe not impossible
But probably improbable
I'll leave for someone else
Maybe a co-worker
You sent straight from heaven
My little angel soul worker, Soul purger

I'm here throwing fits
Missing all my pitches
I'm definitely on a road, but not the one to riches
I'm well aware that God got a plan for everybody
Rest in peace Blackwell
I ain't even mad a will, it's all for a purpose
Meeting people
Cross the street
Living life, the birds are still chirpin'
Grown men addicted to beer from the fears that predate what we know
Addressing problems like communication
Tryna pretend like we just need vacation
Like we just need vacation
And I'm here looking at my fears tryna face em'
Fears tryna face em'
Fears tryna face em'

Look
My trains on schedule but your facts are inaccurate
And I'm just saying making some mistakes is A okay
And you got me and you know, I got say
And I hope this isn't awkward, so often tryna chop wood
I'm tryna make an Album
I'm getting really tired
It may be time to sleep, running round the fire
Tryna extinguish, tryna learn more languages
Everything but English
Buenos Días, Oui Oui, in my PP, Email and I'll CC
No Sabathia
She got crabs so she's crabbier
She's crabbier
And baby I'm so proud of you
Baby I'm so proud of you
Okay
I'm really done though
I promise I'll be done soon
It's just not gonna be right now
I'm just gonna wait like a few more seconds and then I'll be done, Okay?

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Written by:
Ryan McWade

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