suburbian born

head

bob

as you should

as you should

suburbia-born

wake up every mornin'

day dreamin' 'bout a foreign

he was born into some fortune

more american than gordon

his views kinda different from my outlook

that's why he's gorgeous

your parents hate me though

think i like that shit

yeah

i like the thrill of it

yeah

i'm so imperfect

it's wack

i'm so aware of the fact

that i'll never in this lifetime get the chance to be with you

a perfect soul

a perfect hand to hold

imperfect lonely roads

pass the controller

let the tv roam

yuh

while my hands is on ya

football pads is on ya

you let me take 'em off ya

just to. get closer

to you