she would stress so long to the same old song,
loosing day by day.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never getting to the talking all them creeps are stalking.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never care about what you do,
what you do.
not a small thing anymore,
out girl but the way theyre tingeling
girls who screams for that shiney bling,
fucking crazy old man singing shimety shit shit.
living your life not giving a fuck,
the consequesnces were given a shot.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never getting to the talking all them creeps are stalking.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never care about what you do,
what you do.
dont know what you want to do,
cause now youre hair'll be aware
you may be suprised,
not satisfied.
it may be wise to collect your mind.
collect you mind.
(swing your life up!)
and you've got choises
(to give me that bullshit!)
and you got choiseeeeaaas.
living in the past,
guess you werent there.
too busy fapping now you dont even care.
playing hide and seek
between the bigger sheets,
rumbling up and down,
year after year.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never getting to the talking all them creeps are stalking.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never care about what you do,
what you do.
yeah, when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never getting to the talking all them creeps are stalking.
when theres nothing in this world to get down,
never care about what you do,
what you do.

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