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Act like your latte is a business expense
Sponsor Facebook posts instead of paying rent
You'd sound so much better without all that noise
Kids wanna dance, we wanna dance
You're not Mac DeMarco, you dumb shit
You won't make it big in this cesspit
That you try to call a music scene
Woah, woah
Running out of time
Said you never would
Said you'd rather die than reach a day
When jamming didn't feel good
Spend another grand
Spend a couple more
Relive the cycle every year
Another dead-end tour
I never told you what I thought of you
When we first met
I never told you what I thought of you
When we first met
I never told you what I thought of you
When we first met
I should've told you that I
Hated you when we first met