Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking
Smoking cigarettes again
It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true
Try to make my body feel like something that I wanna do
For who? for who? for who? for who?
Back up on the pony
Like the babies' baby on the news
Fuck it
Yeah I'm phoney
But I sell it like its something new
The truth, the truth, the truth!
And I drink like a fish
I still don't know how to live
But I made it
Can you hear it?
Yeah I'm living in the glitch
Like a bad mother fucker
I don't know where Mommy is
Bet she's so proud of me
Can you feel, can you feel it?
Can you see, can you see it?
Can you feel, can you feel it?
Can you see, can you see it?
Looking, looking, looking, looking
Looking like a mess again
It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true
Hot Slob on the block
Are you gonna make a move?
It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you
Pulling out the pin
I'm gonna toss it
Where the colors move
Wrecking ball is swinging
Yeah she's coming for your Apple II
The truth, the truth, the truth!
And I hit like a bitch
I still don't know who I am
But I fake it till I make it
Yeah I'm cumming
From the mems
Like a good little soldier
I'm just dying where I stand
But you love to watch me bleed
Can you feel, can you feel it?
Can you see, can you see it?
Don't know how to live
(mouth trumpet)
And I drink like a fish
I still don't know how to live
But I made it
Can you hear it?
Yeah I'm living in the glitch
Like a bad mother fucker
I don't know where Mommy is
Bet she's so proud of me
Can you feel, can you feel it?
Can you see, can you see it?
Can you feel, can you feel it?
Can you see, can you see it?
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