Tropes - Corpse Bride lyrics
[Tropes - Corpse Bride lyrics]
Feelin like a teenage dream
Your twitter fingers don't mean shit
Tired of the kiddies see what I mean
Your tired of em too don't fake it
I swear no one believes you
But they will believe me
I'm signing a treaty all damn night
It's too bad u don't believe me
Now I won't believe you
I think i'mma break out into hives
Rappin with your blue mic on the blue side
Put an end to it or u
Will get your boots tied
I'm an enderman yuh i'm an enderman yuh
And i'm tryna steal your property
I'm sorry man yuh
And i swear- yes, sorry sir
It is never your friends it's always martyrs
It was never supposed to be like this
Fuck all u Americans i'm a good samaritan
Pull up to the party potluck on the table
Fight like a strawman u are not able
Come to medbay watch me scan
While I'm on the table
They say tropes is a fable
Honestly I think abt it every fuckin night
And they try to beat all on
My ass like pick a side
N they say they care abt
Me every fuckin night
Just ask if I'm alright
And I can't decide who to vote off
Put your hands straight up get your coat off
Put it on a rack that's a rack yuh
But I put it on twice I never lack yuh
I swear to god every time I
Try I just crack yuh
And I can't handle all this
Stress I'm under mats yuh
Im fuckin slippin of the
Mix'ems and the match'ems
I jus might pass out fuck
Your twitter fingers don't mean shit
Tired of the kiddies see what I mean
Your tired of em too don't fake it
I swear no one believes you
But they will believe me
I'm signing a treaty all damn night
It's too bad u don't believe me
Now I won't believe you
I think i'mma break out into hives
Rappin with your blue mic on the blue side
Put an end to it or u
Will get your boots tied
I'm an enderman yuh i'm an enderman yuh
And i'm tryna steal your property
I'm sorry man yuh
And i swear- yes, sorry sir
It is never your friends it's always martyrs
It was never supposed to be like this
Fuck all u Americans i'm a good samaritan
Pull up to the party potluck on the table
Fight like a strawman u are not able
Come to medbay watch me scan
While I'm on the table
They say tropes is a fable
Honestly I think abt it every fuckin night
And they try to beat all on
My ass like pick a side
N they say they care abt
Me every fuckin night
Just ask if I'm alright
And I can't decide who to vote off
Put your hands straight up get your coat off
Put it on a rack that's a rack yuh
But I put it on twice I never lack yuh
I swear to god every time I
Try I just crack yuh
And I can't handle all this
Stress I'm under mats yuh
Im fuckin slippin of the
Mix'ems and the match'ems
I jus might pass out fuck