Good Luck With Whatever
There's a man with a chainsaw, standing out in my yard
He says he's just trimming trees, but he's clearly trying too hard
And a Chevy Suburban
With the government plates
And an idling engine, while I'm planning out my escape
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
My crystal ball television
The sacred voice of the grid
Asking rhetorical questions about where the bodies are hid
The guillotine in the camera
We all pretend to ignore
All of the souls it's collecting, and what the collector is using them for
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
The silhouette of my neighbors
Staring deep in their phones
They said they'd be in Honduras
But there's clearly somebody home
And I'm still not learning my lesson
Despite having every excuse
How all of my biggest fears are the same ones that never come true
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
He says he's just trimming trees, but he's clearly trying too hard
And a Chevy Suburban
With the government plates
And an idling engine, while I'm planning out my escape
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
My crystal ball television
The sacred voice of the grid
Asking rhetorical questions about where the bodies are hid
The guillotine in the camera
We all pretend to ignore
All of the souls it's collecting, and what the collector is using them for
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
The silhouette of my neighbors
Staring deep in their phones
They said they'd be in Honduras
But there's clearly somebody home
And I'm still not learning my lesson
Despite having every excuse
How all of my biggest fears are the same ones that never come true
Good luck with whatever
Whatever awaits
Whatever endeavors
I'm sure you'll do great
I'm cutting the tether
I'm clearing the air
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
Good luck with whatever
I really don't care
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Writer(s): Taylor Goldsmith
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