I'll blow up into smithereens And spew my tiny symphony All up and down a city street While tryna put my mind at ease Like finishing this melody This feels like a necessity So this could be the death of me Or maybe just a better me Now come in with the timpanis And take a shot of Hennessy I know I'm not there mentally But you could be the remedy So let me play my violin for you
I'll blow up into smithereens And spew my tiny symphony All up and down a city street While tryna put my mind at ease Like finishing this melody This feels like a necessity So this could be the death of me Or maybe just a better me Now come in with the timpanis And take a shot of Hennessy I know I'm not there mentally But you could be the remedy So let me play my violin for you
