Lyrics
God Damn Chan!
Laced us with this beat
So now I grace this lovely shit
With something taken from the reaches of my dreams
Blood and guts
Fucker what's and accusations
Pucker ups, sleeper nuts
And adult situations
And dropping steady foot by foot
Story after story
Passing time, no time to take a look
Dory prolly sorry
Nemo lost but really ain't too shook
Stef is prolly left behind
But chilling with a solid book
Like, like they ain't coming back
And I refuse to feel a feeling
Like they ain't looking out
But I got eyes on every villain
Know the best way out
Like every room's a burning building
Show the worthless to the dumpster
Keep the true and willing
Filling up on junk
Passing up on sustenance
Busting under stress they pushing buttons
How they rest? I bet they don't
Like even if they earned it
Turn too many other cheeks
You learn to watch em burn shit
I don't even know us anymore
I don't know how we got this far
How did we just get so far home?
We ain't in Kansas anymore
I was lost in the weeds
Imbalanced chemically
Superchunk, indie punk
Tossing these seeds
Holding onto memories
Tracing these frail steps
Suicidal tendencies
Subliminally fucked with, yeah
Everybody love LA
Until you travel to the Bay
Everybody want to stray
Until you realize she bae
Lock it down! Block em out!
Put a ring up on it quick
In the club with you singing
"Throw some D's up on that bitch!"
Empty floor! Let em talk!
We ain't worried bout that shit
Whole city is our club
And we run that fucking thing!
Broke in the construction site