[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 sh*t 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
f*ck 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 sh*t 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 sh*t 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