Mister Giggles and the Gangster

[Chorus] I I don't wanna try to imagine it In the park was a body and a gangsters gun In the dark of the night Mister Giggles laughed Washed me white like a canvas Gloves in the van and a lorry And a gangsters gun And a night of pure panic Why don't you get your mind off it all? [Verse 1] Are you in your 'Friends' era now? I'm-a bring this straight into Kodak Faces and siblings wearing the TFD hoodle-like Ordinary people on the first night of panicking We all consume We all create Put you in a room I gather Gather Not how I normally gram Old things feel brand new [Verse 2] Summer is crazy Crazier with you If you rely on all of your old flames Holes in our inner tubes Everybody knows no one lives forever No wonder you're back in the suburbs Sounds like you're living on a flatline Lifelines and listeners There's only sour grapes [Chorus] Why do you fuck with my mind? I don't want to try to imagine it In the park was a body and a gangster's gun In the dark Mister Giggles laughed Washed me white like a canvas [Verse 3] Me Instead Think of your warm past Looser times tryna draft with the past Why don't you get your mind off it all? Focus on the laughter Your far Far past is in front Like humans Three over there Skeletons turn in the wind Bring back your mind [Verse 4] Bone dry on your loosely taught strings We don't really belong to nobody Like humans Three over there