Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephanie Bertrand
Songwriter
Maximilian De Vos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Piscine
Producer
Lyrics
Why is it all so fucked up in my head
Just a ton of questions and no answers till I'm dead
I don't know what we came here for
And you don't know what your listening for
Playing it simple I don't expect my lines to make a single
I don't respect my time
I am the symbol of procrastination
My dad's fascination was imaginated
Maybe doing nothing but music is the way to go
Man is a parasite but says his a hero
Just follow the mood of DiCaprio
Waiting on a sign in the astral flow
Get off the show you get up now uh
End of the show you get up now
End of the show you get up now
I'll never stop playin although I want to
It's like they've been teaching me all the wrong cues
Jack of all trades but master of none
I spit it out when the taste has gone
I watch them living the life like it makes so much sense
Everybody feeling alright part of one percent
Buying eating traveling - huh
And sharing it with taste on their profiles huh
I criticize but I'm no example
I hate your system but I have no answer
You don't like my voice, just take a sample
We all had a choice you could've been a dancer
Oh let's play the game of living the life,
Give me your name and I'll be your wife
Please all dress the same, and we'll call it style
We'll never stop playing although we want to
It's like they've been teaching us all the wrong cues
Jack of all trades but masters of none
We spit it out when the taste has gone
Writer(s): Maximilian De Vos, Stephanie Bertrand
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