Flume - High Beams lyrics

We'll live when I flip the clutch Days when I wasted a lot Some days I was waste like plums that ain't been ate for months Months in this place of glum Food that I ate hit my tum Can't settle fairy tale skin pebbles, raised in slums Somehow I gotta make me some, I ain't tryna stay at mom's Mom said don't play with guns, banging and playing on drums Slanging it under no thumb, made me draw from my fund Putting on pie and eating crumbs Get rich till ya die don't mean that much Could be anyone that wouldn't be me Believing everyone except for me All I need is TLC, block it out with THC You would know if you seen what I seen Ain't smooth like Maybelline Count me out like 1, 2, 3, proof I'm gone say my move was strong Bite it between my teeth, said I'm moving along Do you know where I've been? Back and forth to Timbuktu, still, I come through like Mr Sheen Dealing with Charlie Sheens, sad times, can you play the strings? No cut, no seam, looks could k** and I've got high beams Out of touch, off my line, they got laws but I can't comply Out of luck, must be blind Been blessed so much till I question my existence Without a pot to piss in, distant Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin Can't contain my position No optimism, say I'm optimistic Narcissistic, hard to sit with Middle part and split the difference Me, treat me to exorcism Bad decision, pessimistic Conflict about fit description Misunderstanding don't know what I'm planning Paint a different picture Need a safe line and life in the caption Why you live for Insta?