Tie Dye Sky - Mcabre Brothers, Lee Scott, Milkavelli

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun

Runaway, runway in a 108

Pitchfork got it custom made

Tuck my shirt, but don’t tuck my chain

I got the pack, never underweight

Sunny boys like a summer day

Moon rock make me suffocate

Please do not resuscitate

Cool off, it’s nothing mate

I’m at dinner with three women, double date

I see the rain drops on the stained glass

Wake up in the morning, morn of a days passed

You can see the pain through the face mask

Wondering why the trees are so green in the graveyard

Chilling in a tie die sky

Yeah you know I live the high life, hi hi bye

Then I’m long gone, I ain’t in Hong Kong but I’m overseas like

Wish I was smoking cheese

I want to some rizine or some OCB’s

Feeling like so OAPs but still thuggy

Feeling like ODB, I’m still a youngin

Still got time to get it in, let’s begin

Commit all the seven sins

Bumping rock Mars, that’s that '76

Reminisce in my chair like I’m 76, sweg

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun

Sitting at the bar, the image of a palm tree

Burnt into my brain, I learnt to be insane

I see the rain drops splash on the cracked glass

I didn’t get the joke but I’m happy to laugh last

Sand blast, the past fast, then crash

I slowly walk into tomorrow, ignorant of sorrow

Borrow your ears, hush child swallow your tears

Bite the bullet with hollow veneers, cheers

Ignore your peers, forge careers

Keep pouring beers 'til you wake up in forty years, like

Okay now what son?

Even though it’s not fun

You gotta keep going 'til the jobs done

Or at least that’s what the pamphlet said

Now you’re 60 with a timeshare, chilling in the hot sun

With white hair, and a beg of meds

At the edge of the pool with the regrets of a fool

Wait, you just spaced out, you’re still 20

There’s still time to commit crimes and spill Henny

On the street, for the death of the youth, you’re not gonna be

Free your chi and find yourself in the wrong company

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun

Chilling in a tie dye sky

Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why

And I do one, 0121

To the rising sun