I want to write a song, but the words only come when my head hits a pillow
all along, i never knew it would turn me into this wierdo
you think you're all that, your bag of chips is ripped, as a matter of fact
i bet you feel like shit, i'd still bet my money on that. WOOOOOO
everything was happening so fast, breathing in and out just didnt work
my god are you there to answer my prayer, i need someone right now, can you hear me sir. . .or madam
you think you're all that? as a matter of fact, your bag of chips is ripped
i bet you feel like shit too
credits
from Bigsquatch,
released December 15, 2017
zack stefanki with some crispy "oo la la's"
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