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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Scott Tentinger
Scott Tentinger
Letrista
Sammy Dolgin
Sammy Dolgin
Letrista
Hayden Accola
Hayden Accola
Letrista
Michael Hanna
Michael Hanna
Letrista

Letra

Everyone wants the pleasure
Without tasting the pain
Go fill yr bowl with cereal
Don't know who harvests the grain
Well you get seven years of plenty
With yr Gucci and Fenty
Til you go Down! Down! Down!
Everyone wants the vision
To show them the way
Feel contented by the content
They IV to yr brain
Find escape in every story
So fresh, so boring
Scrolling Down! Down! Down!
I had a dream
I was a human being
But then I woke up…. Running
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
Everyone wants the flavor
With the newness that lasts
Chew yr gum that's never done,
Then throw yourself in the trash
You get seven years of power
Best savor each hour
Til you go Down! Down! Down!
Everyone wants the comfort
In a single use glass
But outsourcing yr salvation
Ain't erasing yr past
When you wake up
In yr make up
There's no saving yr ass
Til yo go Down! Down! Down!
I had a dream
I was a human being
But then I woke up…. Running
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
I don't know which way to stand
Tell me which way to stand
I had a dream
I was a human being.
But then I woke up
And I was
Running
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Written by: Hayden Accola, Michael Hanna, Sammy Dolgin, Scott Tentinger
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