On a seashore of
The box of what's done before
Im the black sheep
Of the the family
Playing piano no keyboard
I'm no c chord
I'm a creek door
Anorexic thought to eat more
Hear you laughing
But I'm happy
I really love to say these bleep words
And I'm the outcast no Andre
Sweet taste yall edamame
A physicists anomaly
You Probably not findin me today
Dominating wish for a jay
Got me sitting cheeks for a day
Complicated beef to get plays
Does the horse lie with his nay?
I think not
My brain is absent from listening the principal called my mom
She simply explain that I'm fucking making a song
I bet you're wishing I would stick around for a couple minutes even one
But before the words come out your mouth
The old man is off to bed I'm gone
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