Skip tracked old school like
forgetting fire hydrants are still on like
ice cream cones don't melt like
eating everything edible is like
purchase is Summer as though there's nothing like
wearing new sneakers is nothing like
you never knew me like blue can shine like
everything could be termed in plastic like
there is no cut for the verse lik
there is no clasp for these clowns like
everybody get some bodies like
oh no, oh no, oh no like
maybe sometimes we should cover faces like
maybe dirt can do what it does like
grave robbing, rave stomping like
run like you've never before because like
sixteen bits, and a remote and grape jelly like
super coming on like a bad song and good intentions
like we were and still is like our only thing is like
play the H and play with hate
like our only mission is like
being the last or the first or just the noted like
I had this dream against the seams to be
you know me like
we had a plan from the beginning and
I've got you dead to rights.
