Excelerate

Time is ticking away, money's going down the drain
Now, she's moving away
But, I don't let it bug me, 'cause time and money's ugly
Quiet could make your day, or quiet could make you turn away
How many times a day stressed about your honey, worried about your money?

If you got something to say on a screen, you'll get nothing from me
Why participate when I know you're just guessing, anyways?

It's been a fucked up year!
Now, put your hands up if you felt it
Now I steer clear!
So, put it in drive, and make a turn, motherfucker
Fucked up year!
Now, put your hands up if you felt it
Now I steer clear!
So, put it in drive, and make a turn, motherfucker



Credits
Writer(s): Fletcher Shears
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