small talk (pt.1)

I'm so done with all this small talk

Everywhere I go

Where I go

Woo

Sittin' in a room with a bunch of strangers

Sippin' on drinks, makin' conversation

"Hey what's your name, what's your occupation?"

They ask, and I forget it in a couple of seconds

And the new guy enters at about eleven

Blue jean, walk around the whole table

And then he stumbles into a charging cable

The phone hits the floor and it's stealing shameful

We should hang out more

I promise you it's not just the alcohol

How's the music biz?

Are they telling you what to do?

I'm so done with

All this small talk everywhere I go

If we're fit to be friends

It will come natural, natural, natural

Yeah I don't care which

School you go to, or which

Year you're off to study in Paris

Please just keep it casual, casual, casual

Sittin' on the bus listenin' to music

There's an old acquaintance, hope he doesn't see me

So I turn away, facin' out the window

Pretend that I'm asleep, that's common lingo

Room foll of people that just met me

I'ma speak my mind, even if you hate me

It's your own problem if you can't take it

Honesty's the best and first impression

Hot girls at my shows

Probably could've picked one and brought her home

But then I'd have to small talk night long

I'm so done with

All this small talk everywhere I go (Where I go)

If we're meant to fuck

It will come natural (Natural, come natural)

Yeah, I 'm so sick of the same

Conversation over again, yeah (Over again)

Just because we've had a little alcohol

Yeah, I'm so sick of talkin' shit with

Half of the people i meet

So please just be real or don't bother

Please don't force your information on me

When I'm never gonna need it

We'll probably never even meet again

I'm so done with

All this small talk everywhere I go (Where I go)

If we're meant to fuck

It will come natural (It will come natural)

I've go my head full

Of all these names of cities

And all the rest from people

I'll never met again