I bought a cactus named Steve.
He sits on my desk, he judges me.
I water him once, he stays mad twice.
Life's a soap opera, I'm the bad advice.
It's the bubblegum apocalypse.
Sticky, sweet,
and total trip.
The world's on fire, but here's the twist.
I'm dancing barefoot in the mist.
Ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba da ba da ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba da ba da ba da.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
This fridge is empty except for a sock.
How it got there?
Don't you talk.
I wear mismatched shoes.
One's a slipper.
Running through life like a half-tuned flipper.
Everything's sideways, nothing's straight.
But hey, it's chaos I appreciate.
It's the bubblegum apocalypse.
Sticky, sweet, and total trip.
The world's on fire, but here's the twist.
I'm
dancing barefoot in the mist.
Ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
My phone is haunted.
It whispers my name.
I laugh out loud.
It's all a game.
Cats on the roof.
They're throwing shade.
The moon's got secrets it never betrays.
It's the bubblegum apocalypse.
Sticky, sweet,
and total trip.
The world's on fire, but here's the twist.
I'm dancing barefoot in the mist.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.
Ba da ba.