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There's a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when I party, the hole goes away
But the party I throw needs a picture to post
So the world knows the party was great
There's a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when you like me, the hole goes away
So there's likes and hellos
On a post on my phone of a party I throw
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
(This is how you do it right)
Heads up, I'm sorry to be that guy
Heads up, I'm lookin' to just get by
Let's just say, let's just say we're fine
There's a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when you love me, the hole goes away
And the likes on my phone, yeah, they'll start to explode
If I go and explode in LA
There's a hole in the bottom of my brain
If I make money, the hole goes away
Now there's a thing made of gold in a home that I own
From a song that I wrote about likes and hellos
On a post on my phone of a party I throw
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
(This is how you do it right)
Heads up, I'm sorry to be that guy
Heads up, I'm lookin' to just get by
Let's just say, let's just say we're fine
Do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do, oh-oh
Let's just say, let's just say we're fine
There's a hole in the bottom of my brain
When I spend money, the hole goes away
If I finally get clothes that are fancily sewn
I could finally be ready for fame
There's a hole in the bottom of your brain
When you get famous, the hole goes away
Now there's coke on the nose of a bro I don't know
In a showroom of clothes that were fancily sewn
In a town that I loathe on a coast that gets stoked
On the thing made of gold in a home that I own
From a song that I wrote about likes and hellos
On a post on my phone of a party I throw
But I know I'm alone, no, I know I'm alone
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
Writer(s): Jack Metzger, Ryan Metzger, Adam Metzger
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