[Chorus]
Faded on a Sunday afternoon
Stayed up all night just talkin' to the moon
Smoke a couple cigarettes and listen to some tunes
The sunrise turns the clouds purple and maroon
Thinking 'bout the shit we used to do
Nineteen doesn't feel the same as twenty-two
I try to just appreciate the view
Feeling blue, think I need to get a clue
[Verse]
Evebody's know that bein' grown
I'm sittin' by a tree, just waitin' for Godot
I don't even know, what I need to feed my soul
I'm young but I feel so old
My first joint was rolled with pages from the Bible
Never had faith, just different stages of denial
'Cause God never answers when I dial
Maybe my number ain't on file
I like to live my life a day at the time
All the plans that I made ran away from my mind
Fuck a 9 to 5, I'll just go make a rhyme
Never learned the 50/50 but I stay on my grind
Watchin' Ren and Stimpy, let the sweet nostalgia hit me
Drink a whisky sour, life is better when I'm tipsy
Hustle like I'm Nipsey but I smoke just like a chimney
'Cause the cherry on my cigarette is pretty
I don't know what I'm lookin' for in life
It's the type of shit that keeps me up at night
But the answer wasn't in my Miller Lite
Maybe I'm just lookin' for advice
[Chorus 2]
Faded on a Sunday afternoon
Stayed up all night just talkin' to the moon
Smoke a couple cigarettes and listen to some tunes
The sunrise turns the clouds purple and maroon
Thinking 'bout the shit we used to do
Nineteen doesn't feel the same as twenty-two
I try to just appreciate the view
The sunrise turns the clouds purple and maroon
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