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Neverland
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Neverland wurde am 4. April 2025 von RockDafuqOut Records LLC als Teil des Albums Neverland - Single veröffentlicht
4. April 2025
LabelRockDafuqOut Records LLC
SpracheEnglish
BPM89
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

Please can you take me on back down to Neverland?
Please can you take me on back down to Neverland?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Where me and all the lost boys feel at home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
For all us whosiwhats, who the fuck no one gives a shit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Maybe we’re the class clowns - baby you’re the joke
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We never to fit into society
And our brains are always riddled with anxiety
I can’t explain it, but there’s something deep inside of me
That’s telling me that everything about you sucks
All you care about is fame and notoriety
Every one of you the same with no variety
You ain’t nothing like the person that you try to be
And honestly I never think about you much
(Loser)
 
I wonder what it’s like walking in your shoes
Picket fence is white, but your kids all rude
Cheating on your wife, while she with that dude
I bet your boy told you that’s a sick tattoo
You drive a nice car, but your playlist sucks
Everybody knows that you make big bucks
That’s a cool story, did you make it up?
You think you’re too cool, but you’re lame as fuck
Please can you head on back down to the country club
(Go back to your little bubble)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Where you and all the white folk feel at home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
With all your trust funds, 401’s and inheritance
(We don’t value that)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
While the nanny doing homework with the kids at home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Weirdos)
You pay to fit into society
(Uh huh)
And I bet it’d probably kill you to say hi to me
(Uh huh)
You taking credit, but your daddy built the dynasty
And on your own, you probably made about two bucks
I wonder what it’s like walking in your shoes
Picket fence is white, but your kids all rude
Cheating on your wife, while she with that dude
I bet your boy told you that’s a sick tattoo
You drive a nice car, but your playlist sucks
Everybody knows that you make big bucks
That’s a cool story, did you make it up?
You think you’re too cool, but you’re lame as fuck
Yeah
Now why you looking all smug when I talk to you?
Think you slick, but Alexa wouldn’t talk to you
You have your all or your parents gave it all to you?
I don’t care what you do, cus you’re all doo-doo
You young pups really ain’t got a blues clue
Make a bunch of woke statements I could snooze through
They don’t know what’s what, but love to play the who’s who
Funny when the bird brain’s really think you’re koo-koo
Yes men never think you wrong
Type to tell the bartender that your drink to strong
But you could put it all in my cup
Got it all figured out
Cus you awkward as fuck
Your mom is a Karen, and your daddy is a boss
Who doesn’t wear the pants in the house that he bought
Learned from my lessons I never got taught
But you’ll never find yourself if you’re scared to get lost
Lost boys

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