I get up in the morning
I'm still a nasty jerk
Should I not spit on people
Who pass under my balcony
I'm too lazy to get out of my bed
And go make myself breakfast
I prefer to watch videos
Laugh and play Clash Of Clan
I have the joy of living
And yet I'm sulking when I go down
I got too used to it during
My incessant and stressful teenage crisis
I don't like being talked to at eight in the morning
On Insta I only follow
Butts and Space Cats

And we end up in 207
Education in the party room
She had it for beer parties
But what are we doing
Our days look like nothing
And yet we wait (what)
We wait to stand out
And to become someone but without talent

First week at university
Wake up six in the morning
I had already spent less afternoons in the
Lecture halls than in the bars (than in the bars)
The following weeks
Wake up eleven in the morning
At the end of the year I had never seen
My math teacher (math teacher)
I didn't know it was possible
To do nothing at all
And that behind your mother thinks
That you're working
We feel guilty when we see
Our friends in prep
They only go out on Saturdays
While we've already been out three times
(but damn)

But what are we doing
Our days look like nothing
And yet we wait (what)
We wait to stand out
And to become someone but without talent

We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless homeless
We're going to end up homeless homeless
Homeless homeless homeless homeless
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless homeless
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless
Homeless homeless homeless homeless homeless
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless homeless (mmmh)
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless
Homeless homeless homeless homeless homeless
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless homeless (mmmh)
We're going to end up homeless homeless homeless
Homeless homeless homeless homeless homeless (But damn)

But what are we doing
Our days look like nothing
And yet we wait (what)
We wait to stand out
And to become someone but without talent
But what are we doing
Our days look like nothing
And yet we wait
We wait to stand out
And to become someone but without talent
But what are we doing
Our days look like nothing
And yet we wait
We wait to stand out
And to become someone but without talent

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