1. |
Metal
04:13
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(Chorus)
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
(Verse 1)
Oh fuck me I'm dead, yeah I’m antique
Y'all just thirsty as fuck for publicity
Everyone claiming they're interesting
You’re about as mainstream as police memes
You're telling me everyone fakes it
Til they make it? That shit is so basic
No wonder I'm feeling so haggard
And so wasted when that's just the standard (ahh)
Just working hard is the true me
I can't hide the scars like Kintsugi
Kardashian energy, big D
No more faking, no baby let's do this
And the boomers they callin' us lazy
When they make it so we'll never break free
Rent a room that’s two hours from anything
Take some pills, go to sleep, wake up, same thing
(Chorus)
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
(Verse 2)
Half these rappers on their Trump shit
Small loan of a million from the parentage
I been kissin’ vampires since 2006
On your couch Nic Cage with the alphabet
A, b, c, d
E, f, g, h, i
J, k, l, m, n, o, p
Q, r, s, t, u, v
W, x, y, z
Ee ee
And Michael Jackson lied, that shit ain't easy
I’m Bill Murray on the bus bumpin' Young Jeezy
I wanna taste bud like the top of your tongue believe me
Fuck up a track on my Princess Peach shit
(Chorus)
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already
Seen too much already ohhh
Seen too much already
(Outro)
Can we just
Can we just be taking time for us
And not be at each other's throats for once
I need some time to heal from this because
Because I've seen too much
Ahhh ahhh
Seen too much already
Ohh ohhh
Seen too much already
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2. |
Hour Glass
03:18
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Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
And I'll get on the train in the morning
So you can be on your own and
I'll be out your hair in the morning
With my heart scrunched up making you coffee
Well Simo Soo got the bees and the honey
And I can be anything that you wanting
You got your thing, I got my thing (na na na na)
Im still alone when we’re alone (na na na na)
This ain’t the goal this is practise
For someone else to fill up this mattress
I’ll keep it warm until the next (na na na)
I’m method acting this romance (na na na na)
Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
And I'll get on the train in the morning
So you can be on your own and
I'll be out your hair in the morning
With my heart scrunched up making you coffee
Oh there it is, travel pass 'bout to run out
Been hoppin’ trains since day one
No credit or a top up (na na na na)
Engine running on the drama (na na na na)
Got me thinking what’s my window?
The glass made of sand so fuck a hour glass
What we’re into isn’t good for us (na na na na)
Remember how our bodies clicked together like cicadas?
Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
Is there anything you want?
Tell me what you want
Anything you want
Tell me what you want
And I'll get on the train in the morning
So you can be on your own and
I'll be out your hair in the morning
With my heart scrunched up making you coffee
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3. |
Guava
03:39
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I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
Non binary but you can call me your papa
I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
I don’t want no kids but you can call me your mama
I quit all my vices but you seem enticing
I’d like to get know ya, only if invited
You should probably know that I take mixed signals as no
But if you’re into it, let’s go
Let’s get indecent, I know
Never one to be like ‘baby let’s just keep the noise down’
What’s your favourite song? Let’s put it on and get the fuck down
This the best that I ever had, I’m so far gone
I'll keep it shining, you got me grindin’ off my junk now
I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
Non binary but you can call me your papa
I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
I don’t want no kids but you can call me your mama
Never one to care what you rockin’ in your front parts
I’m lost in the sauce and I need some one to love the fuck out
I care that you get off, yeah I always wanna be fair
Forget it, it’s a sharehouse, everybody probably hear
Smudge marks on the window call me Winslet
Lungs so full of fire with no cigarettes
Hit it under the table like it’s cash in hand
This taxing on my mental but I’m into it
I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
Non binary but you can call me your papa
I’m so niche so niche I’m so guava
I don’t want no kids but you can call me your mama
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4. |
Toy
03:06
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Turn those engines off
Maybe I’m too soft
Too lazy and too poor
This week’s been a snore
Suffer for the love oo
Get that bubbly boo
Feel that you had enough fun
I’m stressed and wanna I go home
Feel that love all bubble up
Ants all swimming in my cup
Dancin’ for that stamina
Oh baby I just fell in love
Raging like a fucking God
Indigestion vomit up
Depression said vamanos
So get in loser let’s go shop
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Chill like indica
Oh baby I’m the one
Faded on the floor
Bathing impatient
Oh baby how we go
Fuck baby get off
There’s something on the wing
Emergency exit blocked
I’m bathing in the alcohol
Get my name up out your mouth
Read my lips it doesn’t make no sense
To go gagagaga
Maybe I’m too smart
But maybe I dunno
I’d rather be a chump
Then someone scared to grow
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
Kick in the back door screaming (oh oh oh oh)
I've seen it all I’ve seen it all
Sipping dregs out carpet floors
Lives that be left unfulfilled
Those times that we misunderstood
Cold ones with the boys ew
That drink bout as toxic as you
They applaud when you sip out your shoe
Draw dicks on your face when you spew
Ain’t no use in cleaning up
Next weekend back on the jugs
Call the cops don’t give a fuck
My inside's full of hops and puss
Looking like I’m Leatherface
I’m fresh out of the Panthers Leagues
Might just fuck around and ruin my whole life
On pokies now
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5. |
Precious
03:16
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Spending all day long
Thinking if they think of me at all
Suzi huffing bongs
Bout to prove em wrong
With a good song
Take a shot
I’ll keep on going Werner Herzog
Herzog
Ain’t got no mirrors Werner Herzog
And if I leave it’s gonna hurt some more
What I do that for?
What I do that for?
Herzog
Herzog
And I’m feeling pretty handsome
I might just fuck around and burn myself out on the hustle
What do they do?
What do they do?
Ahh ahh ahh
What do they do?
What do they do?
Ahh ahh ahh
It’s better anyway if I just keep on going
There’s never any way to know which way the boat’s been floating
I listen to Frank Ocean
And just stay in the moment
I been here for a moment
Get redundant or promoted
It’s a new dawn
I’m feeling precious
Put my boots on
Get my truth on
Get my cute on
It’s a cute time
I got issues but I don’t read
I just watch some YouTube
Sit in my room and eating breakfast
With the screw loose
You know I still got everything I wanna do right here
It’s just me
Simo Soo
Woo oo oo oo
Don’t be so down on yourself
It’s not natural
Believe in the fire in yourself
You are twins with the sun
What do they do?
What do they do?
Ahh ahh ahh
What do they do?
What do they do?
Ahh ahh ahh
It’s better anyway if I just keep on going
There’s never any way to know which way the boat’s been floating
I listen to Frank Ocean
And just stay in the moment
I been here for a moment
Get redundant or promoted
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6. |
Hot Mess (feat. Lil B)
04:02
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(Simo Soo)
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don’t know what to think so you’re like ‘fuck it’
You don’t see me like my profile pic’s not public
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Well stand up for yourself
You’re a hot mess
And not in a good way
Just fucking depressed
Your love can end worlds so please chill
And use it for good and get some success
You got power in you
No time for things that bore you
And I know that drama’s interesting
But think of all your favourite things
This ain't on that list, boo
Ey Simo Soo you got some shit to do
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don’t know what to think so you’re like ‘fuck it’
You don’t see me like my profile pic’s not public (I know Lil B)
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Well stand up for yourself
(Lil B)
You don't see me
I'ma rock all day and fuck the Deep Heat
You don't give a fuck me about me
I don't give a fuck about you
We got so many (hey) in the club
All this money bitch who wants to fuck?
Rolls Royce trucks, all that cash
I'm not on Instagram, bitch I'm on gas
(Simo Soo)
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Its seems you don’t know what to think so you’re like ‘fuck it’
You don’t see me like my profile pic’s not public
You don’t see me you see nothin'
Hooked on my vices, no Gavin McGuinness
And now it’s spring time and let’s have new beginnings
Looks like I’m winning, my head keep on spinning
I ran out of villains, too big for the village
I’ll hop on a flight to a new city
I’m so close to winning my future self chilling
I walk in the building you know what I’m feeling
I feel like I wanna feel love with no ceilings
And no overheads and no budgets
I’m so pretty, I am so disgusted
How far I came with no lovin'
From deadbeat dads or the industry
Fuck it, I’m too young for damage
I'm too sliced no sandwich
I made my only family
Yes Rave I planned it
I made my own family Yes Rave I...
No accidents how I’m smashing it
I picked up the world and I rattled it
No thanks to you unless you down with it
No time for snakes you just some Taylor Swifts
Fuck Scott Morrison
And the whole Liberal party you embarrassing
Killing poor people while you jet setting
Getting rich whilst the debts set in
Fuck So called Australia as a staff and a record label
Bunch of xenophobic fucks with the time to kill
And no time for anything interesting
And no care for the deaths in the present and in our history
No accidents and no accidents and no accidents and no accidents
No accidents and no accidents and no accidents and no accidents
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7. |
Warp
04:23
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You could be dead
You could be happy
You could forget me
Really I hope so
Don't want you sad
Don't want you missing me like I do you
Hope you got biscuits and seafood
Don't think of me when you see food
Baby I saw you in that cage and I heard you cry
Baby I saw that car drive away and I wanted to
Cry
That was the worst part of all
Baby it wasn't your fault
You were my bestie
You came from the gutter and got through it all
Hope you're all warm and you're full of love
Sleep next to cuties with hugs
Baby I don't know where you're living now but I hope you're living now
Baby I saw a picture of you and I'm triggered now
I miss my lil special kitty now
Addicted to pills and the booze
Addicted to people that's treating me bad
Addicted to drama and internet
Addicted to working and nicotine and not taking time for my needs
Addicted to music, depression
Addicted to not eating properly
Addicted to loneliness and manic energy and weed and pills and not taking time to chill
Internet I get my hit
Panic attack I get my hit
Studio I get my hit
I get my hit I get my hit
In the bed I get my hit
In my head I get my hit
Giving head I get my hit
I get my hit I get my hit
Twitter feed I get my hit
Anxiety I get my hit
Stupid shit I get my hit
I get my hit I get my hit
USB I get my hit
PTSD I get my hit
ADHD, I get my hit
I get my hit I get my hit
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