Whyte Mtn. - Anchors lyrics

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Whyte Mtn. - Anchors lyrics

[Intro] Anyone that tries to weigh you down is an anchor Taryn and Whyte Mountain [Chorus – Whyte Mtn.] Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us But they’ll try Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us [Verse 1 – Whyte Mtn.] b**h, I’m from the land till I die, Portlandia High school is long over, thought I got rid of ya But still attached like a leech Achievements beyond reach Sorry, my vision fuzzy and my life is sweet like a peach Oh, you hoping I could save you front row seats? Make reservations to 5-star suites? I really don’t know what you’re expecting from me You f**ed me over once, I’ll f** you over satin sheets No chastity Oh Ca**idy! Behind each door is opportunity, I got the key You’re looking at me like that boy done grown up Girls looking at me like is he down to f**? Ugh! Raw talent, refined palate All the things that I’ve done compared to what you haven’t Room for sympathy, no I do not have vacancy Eyesores only make it easier to see that [Chorus – Whyte Mtn.] Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us But they’ll try Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us Goodbye [Verse 2 – Taryn] Tell em to scoot, I’m not falling for no parachute Be careful who acts like they dig you, can want to bury you The scary truth, a prayer’ll do Maybe its time I share the news That it’s that time I start strolling, rolling off just how bearings do Words of wisdom, keep rising until you’ve risen Make that decision, I’m finding the roads to riches The roads I’ve lived in have multiple holes and ditches Now I mean business, now mind ya business Keep a Poker face to witness Catch me chasing chips, I’m dipping Focused on the loaf and digits Lord forgivith, I been sippin’ Getting dizzy, demons hissing Tryna get me, staying busy My ambition keeps on sizzling If ya with me, then you’re with me If you’re not, then you can stop pretending Goals I got that Imma start attending This boy is bad, I mean danger On my way, I’m cutting anchors [Chorus – Whyte Mtn.] Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us But they’ll try Setting sail, cutting loose heavy anchors Room full of strangers, plotting to flank us Outrageous, they’ll never outrank us Goodbye

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