I Eat Salads Now
It pains me to say but
Maybe I'll grow out of it (outgrown, outgrown, out of it)
I'm a businessman
I don't waste time on any shit
(Don't waste time, don't waste time, shit)
These sweet instincts
Ruin my life
There's no progress
Just good times
Bitch I'm wasted
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
These sweet instincts
Ruin my life
There's no progress
Just good times
Bitch I'm wasted
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
It pains me to say but
Maybe I've grown out of it (I've grown out, grown out of it)
I'm 20
Washed up already
And all I want to do is sit (down sit, down sit, down sit sit)
These sweet instincts (ruin my life)
Ruin my life (there's no progress)
There's no progress (just good times)
Just good times (just a pretty good time)
(Bitch I'm wasted)
Bitch I'm wasted (just kidding I'm high)
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die (die)
(These sweet instincts)
These sweet instincts (ruin my life)
Ruin my life (there's no progress)
There's no progress (just good times)
Just good times (just a pretty good time)
(Bitch I'm wasted)
Bitch I'm wasted (just kidding I'm high)
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
Maybe I'll grow out of it (outgrown, outgrown, out of it)
I'm a businessman
I don't waste time on any shit
(Don't waste time, don't waste time, shit)
These sweet instincts
Ruin my life
There's no progress
Just good times
Bitch I'm wasted
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
These sweet instincts
Ruin my life
There's no progress
Just good times
Bitch I'm wasted
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
It pains me to say but
Maybe I've grown out of it (I've grown out, grown out of it)
I'm 20
Washed up already
And all I want to do is sit (down sit, down sit, down sit sit)
These sweet instincts (ruin my life)
Ruin my life (there's no progress)
There's no progress (just good times)
Just good times (just a pretty good time)
(Bitch I'm wasted)
Bitch I'm wasted (just kidding I'm high)
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die (die)
(These sweet instincts)
These sweet instincts (ruin my life)
Ruin my life (there's no progress)
There's no progress (just good times)
Just good times (just a pretty good time)
(Bitch I'm wasted)
Bitch I'm wasted (just kidding I'm high)
Just kidding I'm high
We're gonna go to a show
And then come home and then probably die
Credits
Writer(s): Sidney Frances Gish
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