| Everyone in my head now |
| Can get out |
| I don’t wanna be a let down |
| So I float around |
| Remember the day my feet found |
| Solid ground |
| Thought I couldn’t see a way out when |
| I saw you |
| I saw you |
| I saw you |
| I saw you |
| Heaven sent December fools |
| After homer, afternoons |
| Spent dancing with the bulls |
| Red corolla, black balloon |
| Throw the clothes in the bathtub |
| Fill it half up |
| Stains from paint and grass and mud |
| Bleach in a cup |
| All good things go belly up |
| I’d had enough |
| Cause I forgot what I was trynna do |
| Fight for you |
| Fight for you |
| Fight for you |
| Fight for you |
| Heaven sent December fools |
| After homer, afternoons |
| Spent dancing with the bulls |
| Red corolla, black balloon |
| Things get heavy at the wrong time |
| All wrapped up what does that feel like |
| No more waiting on the outside |
| Compost thoughts that want to ignite |
| Time will wear you down |
| And light will find you out |
| But the ones who turned their chairs around |
| Where are they now |
| They don’t see you |
| Like I see you |
| Like I see you |
| Like I see you |
| Heaven sent December fools |
| After homer, afternoons |
| Spent dancing with the bulls |
| Red corolla, black balloon |
| Things get heavy at the wrong time |
| All wrapped up what does that feel like |
| No more waiting on the outside |
| Compost thoughts that want to ignite |