High Top Crocs
Don't hold your breath
It never solved anything
Honestly, it never helped
Honestly, you just need help
Don't get obsessed
We never meant anything
Never meant anything
Never meant anything
And these
Twisted figures are merging
They sought to disturb you
Hold you back and hurt you
With any luck they'll give it up
As if the pressures not enough
The pressure's too much for me
Much for me
Going the distances
Feeling my instincts
Senses keen a refree
Blowing my whistle
But could you please
Reverse engineer me
Leave out the feelings
Buried underneath
I can feel the pressure of it all
Running out of time
Why do I procrastinate
I should have been more than this
Playing with my future in hindsight
Could've been green light
Now I have to fight
I'm not as hungry as I was
And that's a sad sight
Caught at a red light
Didn't mean to kill the vibe
No fuggin exit sign
Were lost in the found but
I can't seem to hide
Every moment I move closer to the end now
If my clock runs out today, I'll die afraid
That I never left my mark, focused too long on the dark
Drastic changes, stuck in stasis
Drastic changes
Overcoming obstacles
Feeling so impossible
Stuck in stasis
Caught in your philosophy
Ended in catastrophe
I ain't out here kissin' feet
Don't call me Dan Schneider
I go out on several limbs
I'm a spider
Rub my wounds with salt and apple cider
Vinegar
My dick bigger than Peter Piper
He picked a pack of pickle printed lighters
And used them all to light a school on fire
Do you really know how to change a tire
I'm about to throw my clothes in the fffffffryer
Das bars
Damn son where'd you find this
God damn them some bars
Trapaholics
Real trap shit
Fuck
Youuuu
Used to used to used to show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
Show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
Show me love, but
Here we go again
Biting barrels in the darkness
A harvest moon
Sets the mood
As we explore the options
Skeletons they dance
With the Mechanical undead
While the hopeless romantics
Take Cover in the baaaaaaack
You just heard
High Top Crocs from the album
The Bizarre Adventures Of GrapeBoi
You're listening to
Grapevine Gossip
On 106.9 WGVG
It never solved anything
Honestly, it never helped
Honestly, you just need help
Don't get obsessed
We never meant anything
Never meant anything
Never meant anything
And these
Twisted figures are merging
They sought to disturb you
Hold you back and hurt you
With any luck they'll give it up
As if the pressures not enough
The pressure's too much for me
Much for me
Going the distances
Feeling my instincts
Senses keen a refree
Blowing my whistle
But could you please
Reverse engineer me
Leave out the feelings
Buried underneath
I can feel the pressure of it all
Running out of time
Why do I procrastinate
I should have been more than this
Playing with my future in hindsight
Could've been green light
Now I have to fight
I'm not as hungry as I was
And that's a sad sight
Caught at a red light
Didn't mean to kill the vibe
No fuggin exit sign
Were lost in the found but
I can't seem to hide
Every moment I move closer to the end now
If my clock runs out today, I'll die afraid
That I never left my mark, focused too long on the dark
Drastic changes, stuck in stasis
Drastic changes
Overcoming obstacles
Feeling so impossible
Stuck in stasis
Caught in your philosophy
Ended in catastrophe
I ain't out here kissin' feet
Don't call me Dan Schneider
I go out on several limbs
I'm a spider
Rub my wounds with salt and apple cider
Vinegar
My dick bigger than Peter Piper
He picked a pack of pickle printed lighters
And used them all to light a school on fire
Do you really know how to change a tire
I'm about to throw my clothes in the fffffffryer
Das bars
Damn son where'd you find this
God damn them some bars
Trapaholics
Real trap shit
Fuck
Youuuu
Used to used to used to show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
Show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
You used to used to used to show me love
Show me love, but
Here we go again
Biting barrels in the darkness
A harvest moon
Sets the mood
As we explore the options
Skeletons they dance
With the Mechanical undead
While the hopeless romantics
Take Cover in the baaaaaaack
You just heard
High Top Crocs from the album
The Bizarre Adventures Of GrapeBoi
You're listening to
Grapevine Gossip
On 106.9 WGVG
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