Guardin - ​kinda sorta lyrics

Hit the floor, drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore, do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a whore,  she's a whore, well
Kinda sorta i don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of
Hit the floor, drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore, do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a whore, she's a whore, well
Kinda sorta i don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of

What I'm falling short of, faded
Kinda sorta whiskey on my breath and
Paramore on the Pandora
I can never think straight, hit with paranoia
Open Photoshop, I'm color correcting my aura
Set up on the East Coast, mind in California
I got lots of issues, yeah
I prolly should've warned ya
I don't ever sleep
I just stay up watching Dora
I am such a fungi like plasmodiophora
They said that I could be
Anything that I want
So I became all that I hated
Just so I could get stuck
Inside my head and I've been pacing
Thinking just way too much
But I comply, don't even try
Too busy gettin' fucked up all together now

Hit the floor, drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore, do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a whore, she's a whore, well
Kinda sorta i don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of
Hit the floor, drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore, do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a whore, she's a whore, well
Kinda sorta i don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of

Hit the floor drink some more
Life's a bore do your chores
What I'm falling short of
(Hit the floor, drink some more) yeah, yeah
It's what I'm falling short of
(Life's a bore, do your chores)
What I'm falling short of