Trader Joe's
Hey man
Been sleepin' in the basement
I'm scared to be replaced
I'm just a pillowcase anyway
But I've started gettin' over my fears of gettin' older
And it's fashion
It's rippin' at the seams
I guess it's been a while
Of goin' outta style and I know
That my friends think I'm boring
My calls, they've been ignoring
Oh, I'm so dramatic
Oh, tried to change, forget about it
Oh, ordinary force of habit
Oh, I can't do anything right
Burn my house down
Just to gain some control in my life
Three strikes out
I'm not gettin' over it
I crashed my Honda
And now I'm rollin' on my bike
It's fine 'cause
Nothing matters anyway
(Nothing matters anyway)
Missin' free throws
Left and right, shatter my ego, oh
It happens every week
I'm lyin' through my teeth just to do it again
Cowabunga, my life's been goin' under
I'm all hype
Hide my face at Trader Joe's
Outta sight
Actin' like everybody knows
It's alright
Easy come and easy go
What a bummer summer
Tell my girl I love her
I'm so dramatic
Tried to change, forget about it
Ordinary force of habit
I can't do anything right
Burn my house down
Just to gain some control in my life
Three strikes out
I'm not gettin' over it
I crashed my Honda
And now I'm rollin' on my bike
It's fine 'cause
Nothing matters anyway
Been sleepin' in the basement
I'm scared to be replaced
I'm just a pillowcase anyway
But I've started gettin' over my fears of gettin' older
And it's fashion
It's rippin' at the seams
I guess it's been a while
Of goin' outta style and I know
That my friends think I'm boring
My calls, they've been ignoring
Oh, I'm so dramatic
Oh, tried to change, forget about it
Oh, ordinary force of habit
Oh, I can't do anything right
Burn my house down
Just to gain some control in my life
Three strikes out
I'm not gettin' over it
I crashed my Honda
And now I'm rollin' on my bike
It's fine 'cause
Nothing matters anyway
(Nothing matters anyway)
Missin' free throws
Left and right, shatter my ego, oh
It happens every week
I'm lyin' through my teeth just to do it again
Cowabunga, my life's been goin' under
I'm all hype
Hide my face at Trader Joe's
Outta sight
Actin' like everybody knows
It's alright
Easy come and easy go
What a bummer summer
Tell my girl I love her
I'm so dramatic
Tried to change, forget about it
Ordinary force of habit
I can't do anything right
Burn my house down
Just to gain some control in my life
Three strikes out
I'm not gettin' over it
I crashed my Honda
And now I'm rollin' on my bike
It's fine 'cause
Nothing matters anyway
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Michael Luppen, Landon Conrath, Alex David Kimball
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.