My flip-flops, last sweeps from the day
Of playing back for the game
Tired, tired of stuff, although we came back
We're still playing back for the game
My flip-flops, last sweeps from the day
Of playing back for the game
Tired, tired of stuff, although we came back
We're still playing back for the game
Comparisons against me is a faction, a hidden section
That removes all imperfections
Why does it have to be the * way?
Run myself off a bunch of seven bottles
Hoping that it matters, let's just wait battles
Can we finally realize it was just a game?
Comparisons against me is a faction, a hidden section
That removes all imperfections
We're still playing back for the game
Why does it have to be the * way?
Run myself off a bunch of seven bottles
Hoping that it matters, let's just wait battles
I take my chances on the road
Asking me for perfect, but then you're bursting laughter
But I'd rather be a man if a boy's like, uh
And all these days full of doom and gloom
I know myself a little bit lazy, can't help it
So more I hold my breath, more I hold my breath
Asking me for perfect, but then you're bursting laughter
But I'd rather be a man if a boy's like, uh
And all these days full of doom and gloom
I know myself a little bit lazy, can't help it
Tomorrow I hold my * together
Comparisons against me is a faction, a hidden section
That removes all imperfections
Asking me for perfect, but then you're bursting laughter
Why does it have to be the * way?
Run myself off a bunch of seven bottles
Hoping that it matters, let's just wait battles
I take my chances on the road
We're still playing back for the game
We're still playing back for the game
All right, clowns sideways out
Think we're on the grind
We're still in this game

Ayy ho Campout girl



I'M GONNA DO STH
Jealous cause slugs

Just make the damage

There's always, there's always
Beat em
And I get it
Listen really



I know that I fell
So turn around



Well you turned around

Thank you.