Lyrics

Whole lot dumber, but I've got two numbers now Got a lot of time, but I ain't getting younger now Did it for enjoyment, rated unemployment Reached the anti-climax, general disappointment Thanks for the mems But I want my fucking money back I'm deep in the red And I want my fucking money back One-two-three-four Back my abilities, haven't got facilities Double vodka coke and no responsibilities Searching for solutions, start a revolution I jumped out a plane with no parachute on Saying thanks for the mems But I want my fucking money back I'm deep in the red And I want my fucking money back Whole lot dumber, but I've got two numbers now Got a lot of time, but I ain't getting younger now Thanks for the mems But I want my fucking money back I'm deep in the red Gonna have a fucking heart attack Thanks for the mems But I want my fucking money back I'm deep in the red And I want my fucking money back Thanks for the mems But I want my fucking money back I'm deep in the red And I want my money back
Writer(s): Sam Ing Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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