Business Disco
I'd like to speak if you'd let me
Swap principles for a wet tee
Muddy the waters of defiance
Once you stoop down it's decided
Don't you know you're a miserable trait?
Defined yourself by a sad little state
Twisted pride formed a pitiful gang
Born from shade and a preference for nangs
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
These kids will never learn
Another pissing contest party
Let's see who can be more artsy
Spread around who you're a fan of
Or else they'll think you're a man of God
What will it take for you to get sense
You're drifting far from my recompense
Just admit that drama's your food
With your dishonest dischord tattoos
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
These kids will never learn
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
Swap principles for a wet tee
Muddy the waters of defiance
Once you stoop down it's decided
Don't you know you're a miserable trait?
Defined yourself by a sad little state
Twisted pride formed a pitiful gang
Born from shade and a preference for nangs
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
These kids will never learn
Another pissing contest party
Let's see who can be more artsy
Spread around who you're a fan of
Or else they'll think you're a man of God
What will it take for you to get sense
You're drifting far from my recompense
Just admit that drama's your food
With your dishonest dischord tattoos
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
These kids will never learn
Wish I could feel bad but I don't
A facade of angsty clones
Who take themselves so seriously
Thrown a bone
No way to win 'cept with the last word
Greeted with huffs or "have you heard"
It's not my fault you can't take a fucking joke
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Writer(s): Tristan Miller
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