| Yeah, what you think they’re clapping for?
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| My ass a porch, and I dance for dorks
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| I know one day I’ll be a flaccid corpse
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| So I guess I’m aiming to not be poor
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| I’ll battle with a flattened floor
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| And smash my mouth till a star is born
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| Yeah, get 'em early 'fore their brains is formed
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| And feed it demons, we should all watch porn
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| I wanna get paid
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| I wanna get paid
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| I wanna get paid
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| Am I setting a trap through the looking glass?
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| I can prove that my memories, I remember being in them
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| It all felt like a nap, I woke up in the past
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| I’m confused, but my memories, I remember being in them
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| Right? |
| Right? |
| Right?
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| You don’t wanna be here, you don’t wanna be bored
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| We need another planet and a new kinda sport
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| I feel like I’m Samus, but my suit’s an orange
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| And my arm is full of juice, too much drug use
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| Honey, honey, honey, the bees are in need
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| We’re starting to bleed, save up all of your weed
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| Everyone can see that you’ve been sucking on sedatives
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| That’s not your relative, you’re out of your element
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| I think I know what I’ve been talking about
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| I’m having some doubts, disillusioned with clout
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| Ho, another average piece, I feel like it’s rat food
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| I really like art, but forgot to get tattooed
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| A great Pyrenees a big ass dog
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| I fear my god, it knows when I’m wrong
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| Oh no, sacs getting overrun by bums
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| It used to be fun, now I hate the place I’m from
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| On my way to care
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| I fell right down the stairs
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| My device is getting scared
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| Embarrassed
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| I’m peeling myself off the roof
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| I’m searching my mind for the loot
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| I’m hoping my heart follows suit
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| I’m fairly American
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| It took a lotta thought to know
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| It took a lotta thought to know
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| If I’m on my feet, I’m pacing
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| Erasing relationships, I’m facing
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| No embracing, no more patience
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| No more trips, my vacations wasted
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| If the story that I tell is real
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| My shadow biting at my heels
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| I’m fabricated, then integrated
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| It’s shoved in a pill, hope you feel fulfilled
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| I wanna get paid
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| I wanna get paid
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| I wanna get paid
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| Am I setting a trap through the looking glass?
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| I can prove that my memories, I remember being in them
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| It all felt like a nap, I woke up in the past
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| I’m confused, but my memories, I remember being in them |