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Intro:
Coffee from a pod
And I hate the taste but I’ve grown too
Impatient for my standards
1 Verse:
Coffee from a pod
And I hate the taste but I’ve grown too
Impatient for my standards
I floor the gas on amber, never stop
And the burnout’s real
But I’ve just learned to manage
Like how children love a bandage
Pre Chorus 1:
But maybe this will be the year
Maybe this will be the moment
When I finally carve that body
I thought I would stumble on
Maybe learn to hunt a deer
Revive my father’s accent
Maybe kick a couple habits
I been dragging through these halls
Chorus:
'Cause time don’t stop to heed my tangents
Things don’t rot when they’re well managed
And I’m not lost, nor where I should be
But maybe this will be the year I find
The man I could be
2 Verse:
Another birthday come and gone
And it feels like I spent last year
On a treadmill in the Andes
Just 'cause you’re moving
It don’t mean you’re moving up
And the mountain’s real
But I became a tenant to the canyon
And God, I wish I was advancing
Pre Chorus 2:
But maybe this will be the year
Maybe this will be the moment
When I stitch my act together,
Be a friend that I would want
Maybe learn to cast a reel
Better yet, use a hammer
Maybe be a better father,
Years are slipping through these palms
Chorus:
'Cause time don’t stop to heed my tangents
Songs don’t flop, they’re just supplanted
And I’m not lost, nor where I should be
But maybe this will be the year I find
Tag:
Maybe somewhere in this ol’ boy hides
The man I could be
