I've been waiting for you to come to me
Then you come to me in eights
I've been needing to see you for so long
To relive the past is hard to take
The final season
Of that shit we crave
Without rhyme or reason
Just to see the story fade
Just to see it fade
You are what you eat my friend
That's why you're full of shit
You are what you eat my friend
That's why you're full of shit
You're full of shit
Nah you're full off shit
You're mother f*cken full of shit
The final season
Of that shit we crave
Without rhyme or reason
Just to see the story fade
Just to see it fade