Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HummusVacuum
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Cappy
Composer
Letra
I am simply nothing but a work in progress
Filling up my days with utter fucking non-sense
Pacing round' my room till' my poor socks catch fire
I am simply nothing but an empty promise
Pacing out my pills is just part of the process
Red light, green light, I live in yellow
Can I get a little crescendo?
(Oh, it was right there.)
But I'm a seven on a good day
Hoping for a nine
Like the doctor's office told me
Take one of these and you'll be fine enough to roll around
Annoy the neighbors
And be Tony Hawk's lexapro skater
I am simply nothing but a work in progress
Loading bar is running until whoops, it resets
Sorry for the tardiness, even though I set the time
(And I'm at the wrong restaurant, Jesus Christ.)
I am just Glenn Howerton but with no money
Laughing at myself until the joke ain't funny
Checking every cushion in the couch for a spare quarter
And what do ya know, I found an old half-dollar
Do they even make this thing anymore?
Do places even take it as legal currency?
Oh, sorry. Chorus is back!
But I'm a seven on a good day
Hoping for a nine
Like the doctor's office told me
Take one of these and you'll be fine enough to roll around
Annoy the neighbors
And be Tony Hawk's lexapro skater
It's never been so paralyzing
The feeling of healing is twisted and vein
And when the rope looks appetizing
I need someone to get me outta my brain
Please someone help me get outta my brain
Please someone help me get outta my brain
Please someone help me get outta my brain
Please someone help me get outta my brain
But I'm a seven on a good day
Hoping for a nine
Like the doctors office told me
"I see the problem here, I prescribing you 30mg of of key change."
Seven on a good day
Hoping for a nine
Like the doctors office told me
Take one of these and you'll be fine enough to roll around
Annoy the neighbors
And be Tony Hawk's lexapro skater
Writer(s): Kevin Cappy
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