Song: Bro that romper looks tite on dat ass tho
Viewed: 34 - Published at: 5 years ago
Artist: Apathy Orchard
Year: 2022Viewed: 34 - Published at: 5 years ago
[Verse 1]
Day in, day out, it’s all the same, you’d think I’d be used to this now
So sick of acting like I care, I hope this overblows away
[Pre-Chorus]
So now, it’s coming down to this
I’m gonna take the high road
To put an end to this
[Chorus]
I’m fed up with your excuses
So I’m walking out on you
I’m done with mental bruises
My mind’s feeling black and blue
[Post-Chorus]
I’m finally moving onto greener pastures
Don’t hold your breath, no time to brace for disaster
[Verse 2]
Where is the joy making money when your motives disappear
Why perpetuate the cycle when your fate is foggy and looking so unclear
[Pre-Chorus]
Please don’t call me dеlusional
I’m just out here making moves
Your accusations arе refutable
I’m done with all the abuse
[Chorus]
I’m fed up with your excuses
So I’m walking out on you
I’m done with mental bruises
My mind’s feeling black and blue
[Post-Chorus]
I’m finally moving onto greener pastures
Don’t hold your breath, no time to brace for disaster
[Alto Saxophone Solo]
[Outro]
This is my two weeks notice, good luck when you find a replacement
You’ve issued your final warning, don’t you bother coming back my way
Day in, day out, it’s all the same, you’d think I’d be used to this now
So sick of acting like I care, I hope this overblows away
[Pre-Chorus]
So now, it’s coming down to this
I’m gonna take the high road
To put an end to this
[Chorus]
I’m fed up with your excuses
So I’m walking out on you
I’m done with mental bruises
My mind’s feeling black and blue
[Post-Chorus]
I’m finally moving onto greener pastures
Don’t hold your breath, no time to brace for disaster
[Verse 2]
Where is the joy making money when your motives disappear
Why perpetuate the cycle when your fate is foggy and looking so unclear
[Pre-Chorus]
Please don’t call me dеlusional
I’m just out here making moves
Your accusations arе refutable
I’m done with all the abuse
[Chorus]
I’m fed up with your excuses
So I’m walking out on you
I’m done with mental bruises
My mind’s feeling black and blue
[Post-Chorus]
I’m finally moving onto greener pastures
Don’t hold your breath, no time to brace for disaster
[Alto Saxophone Solo]
[Outro]
This is my two weeks notice, good luck when you find a replacement
You’ve issued your final warning, don’t you bother coming back my way
( Apathy Orchard )
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