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Colossal Berry Crunch
by Fizztouch
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Always something now
Wants to drag me down
But I won't let it, not so pathetic
It's nothing poetic, it's just
I've got shit to do
Instead of chasing some ego boost
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
Something's gonna happen
You bet
Ten long years in this city
Where anything can happen as long as
I make rent. stick some cardboard
Under my bed-frame to get a level head
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
I hope they share what they found
There's no getting out of this unscathed
Every day's a lesson not to be afraid
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
There's no getting out of this unscathed
Every day's a lesson not to be afraid
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
(Oh my, what can I offer you? I'm a rusty fool
And I've got no food, and I've got no use, so
Scatter off, scatter)
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
(Oh my, what can I offer you? I'm a rusty fool
And I've got no food, and I've got no use, so
Scatter off, scatter off)
Always something now
Wants to drag me down
But I won't let it, not so pathetic
It's nothing poetic, it's just
I've got shit to do
Always something now
Wants to drag me down
But I won't let it, not so pathetic
It's nothing poetic, it's just
I've got shit to do
Instead of chasing some ego boost
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
Something's gonna happen
You bet
Ten long years in this city
Where anything can happen as long as
I make rent. stick some cardboard
Under my bed-frame to get a level head
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
I hope they share what they found
There's no getting out of this unscathed
Every day's a lesson not to be afraid
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
There's no getting out of this unscathed
Every day's a lesson not to be afraid
Fill my head with the internet
'Til I'm left with a sense of dread
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
(Oh my, what can I offer you? I'm a rusty fool
And I've got no food, and I've got no use, so
Scatter off, scatter)
Oh, can you hear the ghost in my kitchen cabinet
Banging around?
(Oh my, what can I offer you? I'm a rusty fool
And I've got no food, and I've got no use, so
Scatter off, scatter off)
Always something now
Wants to drag me down
But I won't let it, not so pathetic
It's nothing poetic, it's just
I've got shit to do
