PINK BLEU DAWN - Dumbfoundead

Think it’s time that I head home

Take the keys to my car

Think it’s time that I head home

Into the pink bleu dawn

Think it’s time that I head home

Sleepwalk through the smog

Think it’s time that I head home

Into the pink bleu dawn

Padded docking it 5 o' clock in the morning

She pussy popping and trying to get me on Maury

Ignore the one, she’s a tragic Hollywood story

I done it all before, at this point it’s all boring

Cut my losses, I know my limits, I think I do

A couple more I’m either in county or in the news

I drive a foreign, I don’t think that you should pour it

No recollection, and all I have is recordings

Dream like the street life of ghost town

We made a movie she camera ready, now roll sound

Picture perfect now hit the curtains and slow down

They could never bring my glow down

My therapy is complete

I’m leaving you all alone, when I came in you’re all in deep

We’re stuck in this purgatory, but finally been released

I finally made my peace, take my keys

Think it’s time that I head home

Take the keys to my car

Think it’s time that I head home

Into the pink bleu dawn

Think it’s time that I head home

Sleepwalk through the smog

Think it’s time that I head home

Into the pink bleu dawn

The sky’s on fire

Don’t get much brighter

Can’t get no higher

I’m home

I’m home

The sky’s on fire

Don’t get much brighter

Can’t get no higher

I’m home

I’m home