LOST TIME Lyrics

Lights, lights, lights, lights, camera, action, role play

Call me Mr. Doomsday on a regular Tuesday

My head above the clouds

Yeah, I'm pushing it smoothly, more often and usually

We embarking it fruitfully, fuck Simon, I ain't doing what he says

No critter, I mean critic, gonna keep me from my best

Unimpressed by the lack of respect, but I take it in as fuel like a cup of express

Nonetheless, treat myself like a guest, yeah I guess

I'm inflated, no position of distress, getting deeper in depth

Showing my true colours and how bright it could get

Making up for lost time, yeah, these are odd times

But I still feel like this is our time

Written open on the door sign

Let the sun set and the stars shine

Making up for lost time, yeah, these are odd times

But I still feel like this is our time

Written open on the door sign

Let the sun set and the stars shine

Show business, carry my image, handle my business

As I handle my lyrics

what I'm whipping is exquisite

I belong in the kitchen, you get it? I know that you feel it

I put her on ghosts, then I set a limit

She gets superstitious, pissed and very vicious

I can't join a who gets to keep her competition

Conscious of decision

Certified pimping

In specific bad vibes I keep a distance

Trust my instinct, for instance

Hardly let me down, hardly let me wrong

Even in Marvin's room

Snapping off her bra

Playing tug of war, she know I'm a star

From the galaxy, coming from afar

But closer to your heart