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Misfits
Punk
Misfits was released on August 1, 2025 by Independent as a part of the album Misfits - Single
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Release DateAugust 1, 2025
LabelIndependent
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM179

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Universe
The Universe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Universe
The Universe
Lyrics
Grigorii Lykianov
Grigorii Lykianov
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Universe
The Universe
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
Damn
Nice one, Gax
Let's go
Okay, Luke
Keep it up!
Hey, babe, come here
Babe?
Babe!
Let's go get some food
I know you're hungry and cute
Will it be seafood or steak?
You still think we gonna pay? >:)
You say you'd like a new dress
I say no money, no stress
Slide in them Nikes and run
Some of them clerks have a gun
And then we're done
When they put another bullet
Russian roulette
Then we're done
When they fire
I'm no liar
When you kiss me
Lift me higher
Every product needs a buyer
And I think I found the one
About time
All this waiting got me tired, hon
This world is gonna burn down
Earlier or later
I'm just getting us the front-row seats
That we deserve
I don't wanna turn down
Best offer on the table
But I'm clinically unstable
And the best seats are reserved
The desert's being served
I still haven't signed a label
Yeah, I couldn't find a person
Who would wanna stick around
And then I found you
Connecting my speakers with your cable
Another misfit like me
Who enabled me to hear the sound
Yeah
Let's go grab a drink
Baby, I know what you think
Mary or Sex on the Beach?
Tips jar ain't out of the reach
As long as we play it cool
We shouldn't run out of fuel
And then our no.1 rule
Eyes always looking forward
Past locked up in a folder
Best memories forever last
You answered all the questions
That I normally would never ask
Simple task
Let's see what you're made of
Underneath the mask
This world is gonna burn down
Earlier or later
I'm just getting us the front-row seats
That we deserve
I don't wanna turn down
Best offer on the table
But I'm clinically unstable
And the best seats are reserved
The desert's being served
I still haven't signed a label
Yeah, I couldn't find a person
Who would wanna stick around
And then I found you
Connecting my speakers with your cable
Another misfit like me
Who enabled me to hear the sound
Who enabled me to hear the sound, yeah
And see the colors
I almost drowned, yeah
In those RGB puddles
And we're runnin' it back
Matter of fact
I'm gonna write it all down in a rap
Lyrical lag
I'ma be laughin' the Death in the eyes
With luck in the bag
Playin' the cards I was dealt
And playin' them right
And then puttin' them back in the pack
Cadillac metallic black
Bottles of Jack
You burnt in my retina
Stuck in my head
This world is gonna burn down
Earlier or later
I'm just getting us the front-row seats
That we deserve
I don't wanna turn down
Best offer on the table
But I'm clinically unstable
And the best seats are reserved
The desert's being served
I still haven't signed a label
Yeah, I couldn't find a person
Who would wanna stick around
And then I found you
Connecting my speakers with your cable
Another misfit like me
Who enabled me to hear the sound
The desert's being served
And I'm cursed, and I'm slipping
But at least, now there's someone
Who came running with a rope
Pretty dope, I can almost see the sunshine
Got me trippin'
And with you in the frame
I don't care what happens down the road
What happens down the road
In those RGB puddles
Written by: Grigorii Lykianov, The Universe
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