Tyler on Demand - Peony Lyrics

City girl how'd you get to Indiana?
Don't be bashful ain't no shame in changing up what you can handle
Swear you used to be in New York LA and Atlanta
Anytime to get a chance to get a glimpse up on the camera
I understand ya shit I used to have ya
And you would have me under your command ya
I feel like Stan Lee marveling and drawing
Faces close enough that every breath was life we drawin
Naked bodies on the marble how we had us sprawling
The floor was cold but we were hotter than a hot tamale
We should renew this in the summer
All the roots are budding when we plantin with each other
And all the flowers blooming when we pollinate excessive
Do it back to back to back to back to back it's called successive
But subsequential we subzero the potential
Cause after all our borrowed time was just a rental
We never owned this still we tried to hold this
We should have talked about it more but we were so kids
I wasn't focused and you were noticed
Hocus pocus poof no locus
Got me
Fallin off of this
Had me
Blast off in a rocket ship
Got me yeah you got me
Got me fallin off of this
Had me yeah you had me
Blasted off in a rocket ship
But still we ain't land nowhere
Last time left it driftin up in the air
Pastimes turn to reminiscing past times
Baptized by the boat being capsized
Now
I never thought about
What if it was something else?
Like someone else?
Or something felt? By what we dealt?
Time will tell if it hasn't fell
Now all of our experience is merely turned to lyrics
That I put into this song cause it's the only way I'll hear it
But Nadia I'm proud of ya I'm glad you found your challenger
You turned out to be mine in disguise like you Salinger
A peony you piously be acting like a deity
A pantheon of pampered on treated like you Saweetie
Athena how you carry on is kinda like a carry on
Baggage we ain't checkin till the flight is right prepared to launch
Years to re-establish but at least we reach connection
This is something that it seems to be a piece of something destined
Whether that's better or for worse I guess the rest to see
I spazz up on the verse I flow in bursts when you my fantasy
Leave the beat up in a hearse with the life we used to see
Getting used to being used to being who you used to be
Real shit feel it takin me over
This shit be spiralin out control how should I keep the composure
I think I'll orchestrate a symphony a lyric composer
Maestro my baton I'm holdin passin it over.

City girl how'd you get to Indiana?
Don't be bashful ain't no shame in changing up what you can handle
Swear you used to be in New York LA and Atlanta
Anytime to get a chance to get a glimpse up on the camera
I understand ya shit I used to have ya
And you would have me under your command ya
I feel like Stan Lee marveling and drawing
Faces close enough that every breath was life we drawin
Naked bodies on the marble how we had us sprawling
The floor was cold but we were hotter than a hot tamale
We should renew this in the summer
All the roots are budding when we plantin with each other
And all the flowers blooming when we pollinate excessive
Do it back to back to back to back to back it's called successive
But subsequential we subzero the potential
Cause after all our borrowed time was just a rental
We never owned this still we tried to hold this
We should have talked about it more but we were so kids
I wasn't focused and you were noticed
Hocus pocus poof no locus
Got me
Fallin off of this
Had me
Blast off in a rocket ship
Got me yeah you got me
Got me fallin off of this
Had me yeah you had me
Blasted off in a rocket ship
But still we ain't land nowhere
Last time left it driftin up in the air
Pastimes turn to reminiscing past times
Baptized by the boat being capsized
Now
I never thought about
What if it was something else?
Like someone else?
Or something felt? By what we dealt?
Time will tell if it hasn't fell
Now all of our experience is merely turned to lyrics
That I put into this song cause it's the only way I'll hear it
But Nadia I'm proud of ya I'm glad you found your challenger
You turned out to be mine in disguise like you Salinger
A peony you piously be acting like a deity
A pantheon of pampered on treated like you Saweetie
Athena how you carry on is kinda like a carry on
Baggage we ain't checkin till the flight is right prepared to launch
Years to re-establish but at least we reach connection
This is something that it seems to be a piece of something destined
Whether that's better or for worse I guess the rest to see
I spazz up on the verse I flow in bursts when you my fantasy
Leave the beat up in a hearse with the life we used to see
Getting used to being used to being who you used to be
Real shit feel it takin me over
This shit be spiralin out control how should I keep the composure
I think I'll orchestrate a symphony a lyric composer
Maestro my baton I'm holdin passin it over.