I can't keep going on like this
A lot of bored a little bliss
And every time that I go out the door
I want a little more
And if there's something I could say
That would just make me go away
I'd say
Hey-ey
Hey-ey
Hey-ey
Can't believe we're going on like this
When every day's another miss
And every time that I come back through the door
I hate myself a little more
And if there's something I could say
That would just make me go away
I'd say
Hey-ey
Hey-ey
Hey-ey
Oh my god
Ya'll this is shit
Love the jacket
Is it thrift?
Skin so smooth
A perfect fit
Ya'll played great
You want a hit?
Works at Google
What a dick
Bro this party
Super lit
Thanks for coming
Send us pics
I'm so tired
Can I quit?