Lyrics
Kiss me inside the four seat
Strapped in with the homies
Thought that I could change the way I'm feeling
Find a sense of meaning
But clearly I couldn't
So we opened up the engine
To listen to it singing
But I don't hear no song and I can't find the key
I ain't feel no beat
No hint of melody
Either I'm losing sight of the suns in my eyes
If you can't stay dry man then why July?
The songs in my head
The things I ain't said
Shit, I'm getting by man but why July?
Cut to a close up on the real me
My Kubrick stare in the back seat
Been riding with the
Riding with the broski's
Singing "Brand new whip got no keys"
These phoneys can go
Never mind 22 a waste of time
It's truces, half baked compromises
I'm just trying to be the man
By laying on the brakes again
Either I'm going blind to the suns in my eyes
If you can't stay dry man then why July?
The songs in my head
The things I ain't said
Shit, I'm getting by dog but why July?
Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July?
Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July?
Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July?
Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July?
