[Lyric] Squidward (Nayl (Kaleb Naylor))

[Intro: Suburban Red]
Oh oh, oh
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

I see you standing there across the room
And I wanna get to you but I know
In a matter of time, you'll be gone
Cause you're just in my mind

[Chorus: Nayl]
I'm Squidward, I've got no imagination
Used to stay up late but, now I'm on the day shift
Oh no! I'm told life's overrated
Case of the Mondays, but it's still the weekend

[Verse 1: Nayl]
Maybe I've been thinkin' too much still but
Wouldn't feel awake if I touched the cactus
Sleep through the day, no shame, I'm Opera
Eight minutes late, to my date with a
If I stay in, there's no way I'll see you
I rather ruin myself, to be a fly on the wall
In your bedroom would be my hell
But I'm stuck on your shelf

[Verse 2: Suburban Red]
My cеiling's looking pretty boring
And so are my walls, the fеw
Out my window, is all I've got
So can you stay on, the phone a little longer?

Cause I'm bored, and I don't know what to do
Can you give me a clue, cause you seem to be doing fine
I have all this time, It's hanging above my bed
I don't wanna get up and reach it, because I'm sleepin'
And what else is there to do, than live in my head?
I'm bored

Oh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Oh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Oh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

[Chorus: Nayl]
I'm Squidward, I've got no imagination
Used to stay up late but, now I'm on the day shift
Oh no! I'm told life's overrated
Case of the Mondays, but it's still the weekend
[Bridge: Nayl & Suburban Red & Both]
Ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba (oh)
Ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba

[Verse 3: ohsobrkn & Suburban Red]
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba (yeah)
Ba, ba, ba (yeah)
Okay, don't do much
Sit inside, might eat lunch (skrt)
My head back, my feet up
I think I might just need luck

Cause I'm often lonely
Mouth full of macaroni
Me and my bag, got a matrimony (uh)
Ain't no way I'ma go outside
Don't waste your time, stop askin' homie (stop)
I've heard enough of that drama (yeah)
I might give a call to my mama
I might get back on my Fortnite
With a pickaxe and break llamas (skrt)
Workout, like what's that?
Lo-Fi, like what's trap?
Hate school, won't go back
That's all Fs, bro no cap
I'm so bored like literally, I might go and coach a little league
Like look at the ball, don't look at me dude
Get on the base, don't play with leaves but honestly
I think I'm sad inside, and all the pain that I try to hide
Is really real, but I say I'm fine, the truth is, I just wanna cry

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh

[Outro: Nayl]
I'm Squidward, I've got no imagination
Used to stay up late but, now I'm on the day shift
Oh no! I'm told life's overrated
Case of the Mondays, but it's still the weekend