Gansette

Bile goes rising from the company
It's the same familiarity that consumes me
I suppose i should finish up writing this song

I don't really care about what anyone says
All the fucking haters you can read my head
Get a clue, I hate you
And your fake rockstar shit is overused

Am I dumb for writing this song
Cause I know that you won't sing along
Am I this predictable
It's the same shit over and over

Fuck this, I'm so over it
Pass me a Gansette

Crack another one open, and I'm feeling kinda bitter
Your girl still super liked me on Tinder
Sick set, dude, like you're supposed to
Can I borrow your hi-hat clutch, dude

I'll still be here screaming in the basements
You'll waste money, fake being famous
Honestly I just wanna watch you fall

I bet you never heard this before
The same five chords
Fuck it, it's catchy, and I don't care

I'm sick of being so obvious while I'm puking my guts up on the SEPTA bus
I was drunk at brunch, now I'm laying on the ground