It's Over
It's the end of the album, holy shit
The album is done, I can quit (just quit, just quit, just quit)
This has taken too long, my god
The meme is over now
Shoot me in the head please
This song is the last one I'm writing
I want to capture my feelings
I feel like shit
I don't understand my meaning
This was a waste of time
No one will listen to it
But if you are, thank you, thank you
I apologize
I feel a slight sense of relief
A project that's been lifted
If you come across this
Thank you, thank you
I have so much free time
That I'll never use
I can't drown my sorrows
Cause I can't drink booze (I'm 17)
If you see me in real life
Please make sure to cry with me
If I eventually die
Play this at my funeral please
This was a waste of time
No one will listen to it
But if you are, thank you, thank you
I apologize
I feel a slight sense of relief
A project that's been lifted
If you come across this
Thank you, thank you
I'm writing this in bed
Writing anything that comes to my head
I need to sleep but I'm writing this out
I think I finally understand what this album's about
Just cause you didn't laugh
Doesn't mean it's not funny
Taste is different for us all
Now give me all your fucking money
Bye-bye
The album is done, I can quit (just quit, just quit, just quit)
This has taken too long, my god
The meme is over now
Shoot me in the head please
This song is the last one I'm writing
I want to capture my feelings
I feel like shit
I don't understand my meaning
This was a waste of time
No one will listen to it
But if you are, thank you, thank you
I apologize
I feel a slight sense of relief
A project that's been lifted
If you come across this
Thank you, thank you
I have so much free time
That I'll never use
I can't drown my sorrows
Cause I can't drink booze (I'm 17)
If you see me in real life
Please make sure to cry with me
If I eventually die
Play this at my funeral please
This was a waste of time
No one will listen to it
But if you are, thank you, thank you
I apologize
I feel a slight sense of relief
A project that's been lifted
If you come across this
Thank you, thank you
I'm writing this in bed
Writing anything that comes to my head
I need to sleep but I'm writing this out
I think I finally understand what this album's about
Just cause you didn't laugh
Doesn't mean it's not funny
Taste is different for us all
Now give me all your fucking money
Bye-bye
Credits
Writer(s): Jb Bolen
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