Pt. 1 by Earl Elliot Lyrics

I only pass through here sometimes
Forever stagnating island
Well I could never live here
I could never live here
I don’t know how he did
I only pass through here sometimes

Taste more complicated than my cooking
I like spices I really can’t grow here
The seed ain’t half as potent as the big tree
Shadow of someone who only loves me
Why I can never finish on a high note
Bumping up the limits of my own voice

I only pass through hеre sometimes