Lyrics
Faking every interaction, alright action
What a beautiful take
My confidence is artificial, blow the whistle
Clean up on aisle fake
Fast food is slowly killing me
A semicolon tattoo could fix things
Join a cult and drink the Kool-Aid
Mine is called America the brave
Oh, put a knife into my back and I'm laying down
Oh, this was a bad idea
Oh, post a pic online and count the likes
Oh, wow that's not that many
Word vomit all over the track
Hope some lines stick and new fans I'll attract ohhh
Sell out at the first chance I get
This message brought to you by
Whoever makes me rich ha ha ha
Word vomit all over the track
Hope some lines stick and new fans I'll attract ohhh
Sell out at the first chance I get
Morals are for sale, so let's get to the pitch
Little bit closer now, come on let's break it down
Never mind my findings, they blind me and I can sure see how
I hate city traffic, I gotta get away
I hate doing laundry, don't you feel the same
I'll throw a dart and hope it bullseyes
Right in your wallet
Doesn't that feel nice
Word vomit all over the track
Hope some lines stick and new fans I'll attract ohhh
Sell out at the first chance I get
This message brought to you by
Whoever makes me rich ha ha ha
Word vomit all over the track
Hope some lines stick and new fans I'll attract ohhh
Sell out at the first chance I get
Morals are for sale, so let's get to the pitch
Writer(s): King Summer
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