Philosophical Perplexity
Gonna get ready with the pubes, I went too long
Walk in the room and what did I see
A bunch of little people and they don't have no knees (say what!)
Their shins overlapping and their dripping with sauce
Everybody call me mister learn how to dance
I just woke up and my bed is full of bees
They're making honey betwixt the creases in my sheets
I don't have no money left and I'm completely broke
I guess I'll have to resort to selling my body for money
Sending you a letter that is full of my pubes
I get mesmerized when I be staring at dudes
I just walked around in a circle for two hours
Please remind me what I need to build a new place of residence
If you travel faster than a car than your faster
If you multiply the number seven you are a bastard
I am currently sitting in puddles of pee
My lady Rebecca has a horrid accent
Comedy noise solo
I've been staring out my window for hours
I just pissed myself and shit on these flowers
I can't understand the reason we exist
Is it just to fuck and shit and also piss
I'm contemplating everything like I'm Plato
My brain is a philosophical tornado
I'll make an inquiry about our existence
I mustn't express my request for assistance
Walk in the room and what did I see
A bunch of little people and they don't have no knees (say what!)
Their shins overlapping and their dripping with sauce
Everybody call me mister learn how to dance
I just woke up and my bed is full of bees
They're making honey betwixt the creases in my sheets
I don't have no money left and I'm completely broke
I guess I'll have to resort to selling my body for money
Sending you a letter that is full of my pubes
I get mesmerized when I be staring at dudes
I just walked around in a circle for two hours
Please remind me what I need to build a new place of residence
If you travel faster than a car than your faster
If you multiply the number seven you are a bastard
I am currently sitting in puddles of pee
My lady Rebecca has a horrid accent
Comedy noise solo
I've been staring out my window for hours
I just pissed myself and shit on these flowers
I can't understand the reason we exist
Is it just to fuck and shit and also piss
I'm contemplating everything like I'm Plato
My brain is a philosophical tornado
I'll make an inquiry about our existence
I mustn't express my request for assistance
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Writer(s): Kiara Dowson
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