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First track off my new record Good grief!
Written in the depths of the muck.
The King of existentialism returns.
lyrics
Verse 1.
Like a fish up off a hook,
Bookish bitches gave me dirty looks,
i done it for crooked cousins who couldn't give a fuck,
dumb luck,
Drum roll from the funeral band,
I bum a roll up cause its God's plan,
Hand me downs, mans never landed,
I panned Peter out on the landing,
i'm not shocked you cant stand me,
Handstands on the bridge, i'm in my feelings,
I caught bronchitis from the black mould clinging to my ceiling,
Serotonin regulators on my night stand,
I'm a heavy provocateur for a night cap,
Told my baby see ya later cause i'm heading where the sluts at,
Despicable me, A few minions in my rucksack.
Verse 2.
Where'd they go, thought i'd seen it all before,
Shadows dancing on my shoulders and they're linking hands with ghosts,
all my foes are living rent free,
I'm trying harder to be lonely, lonely
On my own, too conceded for these phone calls,
I broke a bone onstage, I'm a southpaw,
My mammy says that she's worried everyday,
cause I cut myself deep, keeping cowardice at bay,
Led myself astray, always running from these faux pas'
I bought an overpriced roll at the Topaz,
I took a stroll down memory lane,
When I think about it I was to blame,
It's all the one to me,
I'm a prick, I only need my own company,
Licking wounds and i cant see whats on front of me,
Go fuck yourself and them morals you claim,
at the end of the day, we're only worm food,
Where'd they go, thought I'd seen it all before,
Shadows dancing on my shoulders and their linking hands with Ghosts,
All my foes are living rent free, i'm trying harder to be lonely, lonely
credits
released October 25, 2022
All lyrics by Citrus Fresh
Produced by 40 hurtz
