Letras
One, two, three, four
Turn it up, buttercup
Never heard this one before
Sinking in, and everything's square
Flicking through, skipped the news
Landed on old school music
Anticipate, the hit of the snare
Got through it all to get to here
You're never gonna make it
It's feeling like a fever dream
You might as well embrace it
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just typical (hey, hey, hey)
Oh yeah, it's typical (hey, hey, hey)
Sofa sin, break it in, waking up late to reruns
Jesus Christ, would you answer the phone?
Knowing you like I do, you'll probably sing about nothing
Little me, hey, where did you go?
Got through it all to get to here
I'm never gonna make it
It's feeling like a fever dream
I might as well embrace it
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just typical
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just typical (ah)
Turn it up, buttercup
Turn it up, buttercup
I said turn it up
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just typical
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just typical
I wonder how this came to be
And I am miserable
I tried so hard to be set free
And it's just bloody typical (yeah)