Julian Moon
I brush my teeth with a cigarette, I'm doing alright like the new york jets
But my calendar still says july
My breath is fresh cuz a candy cane, my parents understand me but i'm going insane
And they say there's something wrong with my brain
My guitar is red to intimidate, my eyes are blue it's not a dominant trait
On the weekends I paint landscapes
On the weekends I paint landscapes
Julian moon, makes the ladies swoon, Julian moon, he's sharp as a harpoon
He'll get you soon, he's a tycoon, it's julian moon
My liver is drowning in fireball , When we're together it's never dull
Everyone except for us is wrong
My jeans are ripped I'm going to hell, My hair's a mess I don't treat it well
Am I losing my mind I can't tell
Julian moon, makes the ladies swoon, Julian moon, he's sharp as a harpoon
He'll get you soon, he's a tycoon, it's julian moon
Smart as a whip and cultured too, from cards to pool he'll never lose
He uses chopsticks with his food
Julian moon, makes the ladies swoon, Julian moon, he's sharp as a harpoon
He'll get you soon, he's a tycoon, it's julian moon
Writer/s: Noah Krier
