Paroles
You wanna hear an echo
Let go of the imaginary fibers tying you to the clouds I'm no scientist
But I'm pretty sure there has to be a wall involved
Before you get any feedback before you hear the call
Before you see any return at all
Before you know it their holding a toast and their roasting your balls
You better get your up in arms in order
Before they cut the wrong cable and get us all recorded
Patience what
Anxious much
Aiming at your cake hole and I'm taping it up
Danger there's a major hater on the loose
Made a case for reaming mouth breathers and reading karmas queue
If my barbaloot suit can't repel abuse
Of this magnitude then I'll have to go back to school
Writer(s): Kalen Thomas Lander, Ariel Monet Haugtvedt
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