[Verse 1: Kilo Kish]
The sun moves close dusty yellow gold
You breathe so slow, waking up your bones
Coffee's dark
Just the way you like
Our New York Times on the Business side
Been thinkin this boy you know I kind of miss
Spontaneity of life
Cause this routine, it gets
Kinda old, kinda soon
I know we say it, but we never do
Nothing, I'm here to say something
The walls are closing in
Feels like my soul's collecting with
Dust and dew
Been waiting up for you
But our table's set
To feed me nothing new
Why don't you surprise me?
Why don't you surprise me?
Why don't you surprise me?
[Outro: Kilo Kish & Childish Gambino]
Boy you never try
I know, I know
6 o'clock, you come home
I know, I know
Have dinner, go to the bed
I know, I know
Sitting up alone
I know, I know
And drinking wine to the head