Some day, some day Some day I'll, I will wear a starry crown Some day, some day Some day I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday Hold up, hold up Some day, some days I remembered this on a Sunday Back way, yeah, way, way Burning, mhm-mhm Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find Some days, ohh (Heatstroke) Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana Now that I'm livin' high, I Do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Some day we gon' set it off, some day we gon' get this off Baby, don't you bet it all, on a path of Fentanyl You might think they wrote you off They gon' have to rope me off Some day the drama'll be gone, and they'll pray, no, oh, no Sometimes I take all the shine, talk like I drank all the wine Years ahead but way behind, I'm on one, two, three, four, five No half-truths, just naked minds, caught between space and time This now, with the world in mind, but maybe some day I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Woah, once again I a child I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah Of everything that I know, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free N. We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free