Today might be the hit
Or it won't be shit
Yada-yada-yada-ya
Nothing's gonna trouble me no more
Might choose to die
Fuck the birds chirps outside
And everything is hard
Might shoot it for your stars
The hit
Today might be the hit (The hit, the hit)
(The hit, the hit)
Today might be the hit (The hit, the hit)
Today might turn to dust
It's dark in god in me, I trust
Yada-yada-yada-ya
Yada-yada-yada-ya
Might choose to die
All my words gon' spied
And the seasons in the sun
Oh, what a pretty song
The hit
Today might be the hit (The hit, the hit)
Yeah (The hit, the hit)
Today might be the hit (The hit, the hit)
Today might be the hit
Or, it won't be shit
Yada-yada-yada-ya
Yada-yada-yada-ya
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Might choose to die
Oh, the birds gon' cry
And the seasons in the sun
Oh, where did I go wrong?
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
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