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Unfortunate
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Unfortunate was released on February 26, 2021 by Third Rate Records as a part of the album See What Sticks
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Release DateFebruary 26, 2021
LabelThird Rate Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM168

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dillan Simpson
Dillan Simpson
Songwriter
Cory Spazkid
Cory Spazkid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dillan Simpson
Dillan Simpson
Producer

Lyrics

Come one come all to the amazing Teller of the FUTURE
Now, now, there is plenty of future to go around and tons to tell
Monday
You'll get sick, with an incurable disease
Tuesday
Your disk will slip, corroding into nothing
Wednesday
You'll get drunk, wakeup robbed of everything
Thursday
You'll wake up late and be fired in the morning.
Not trying to yank your chain
Not trying to pick your brain
Don't shoot the messenger, your fucked, I'm fucked
Would like another outcome
Maybe more I could of done!
So repeat after me cuz
You're fucked, I'm fucked!
Grab you're partner dosey doh around the corner here we go
I'm from the future to tell you you're
(Finished, kaput!)
Bereft of life, and mortified
I wish I had better news
But I got
(Zero zilch, notta, zip)
Squat
Say goodbye to your loved
(Adios, take care, bon voyage, farewell)
The reapers punching your time card
And you're out of time
The end is nigh
And you're gonna
Friday
You're hired, as a guinea pig for minimum wage
Oh-oh-oh-oh Saturday
You'll do a test that has some weird side effects
Woah-ho Sunday
Won't notice anything out of the ordinary
Woah Monday
You'll definitely start to feel like something's off again
Little things like heighted smell, sweaty palm, secreting gel
Later you'll start spoutin' limbs and it'll fuckin' hurt like hell
After your legs fall off and you lose consciousness,
You'll wake up bound and gagged in some dude's dirty basement
And that sucks
And I
Told your ass is super fucked
Ain't playin' man you outta luck
Pray to whoever you see fit
Or you can suck my clowny (HONK)
I'm from the future to tell you you're
(Finished, kaput!)
Bereft of life, and mortified
I wish I had better news
But I got
(Zero zilch, notta, zip)
Squat!
Say goodbye to your loved
(Adios, take care, bon voyage, farewell)
The reapers punching your time card
And you're out of time
Step on up, step on up, we got some amazing prizes!
We got a stuffed bear and cant go getcha things!
You fellas ready for a showdown?
Oh no, here we go we got a winner!
I'm from the future to tell you you're
Uh-hah
I wish I had better news, but I got
SQUAT
I'm from the future to tell you you're
(Finished, kaput!)
Bereft of life, and mortified
I wish I had better news
But I got
(Zero zilch, notta, zip)
Squat
Say goodbye to your loved
(Adios, take care, bon voyage, farewell)
The reapers punching your timecard
And you're out of time
Written by: Cory Spazkid, Dillan Simpson
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