"Cool Your Jets"

"Cool Your Jets"

my dreams are everything i didn't get to say
your dreams only seem to get in your way
maybe if i could convince my dreams to stay
i wouldn't take it so hard

cool your jets, now
cause baby, you're golden
take my hand and we'll get out
we'll chase our dreams together

my face won't ever paint me a sign
your lungs just don't agree with your rhymes
maybe if i could just forget to try
i could play the part

just simmer down, now
cause baby, you're golden
lead the way and we'll get out
we'll chase our dreams together

your arms are black and blue
mine have a bit of red too
maybe if i gave my knife to you
i wouldn't fall apart
i wouldn't fall apart

break my fall, now
cause baby, you're golden
if i let go, i'll never get out
we'll throw out our dreams together


~RileyVelvet