kinda sorta

Hit the floor drink some more hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore do your chores I can't wait to grow up
He's a w***e she's a w***e well kinda sorta
I don't know anymore it's what I'm falling short of
Hit the floor drink some more hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore do your chores I can't wait to grow up
He's a w***e she's a w***e well kinda sorta
I don't know anymore it's what I'm falling short of
What I'm falling short of faded kinda sorta
Whiskey on my breath and Paramore on the Pandora
I can never think straight hit with paranoia
Open Photoshop I'm color correcting my aura
Set up on the east coast mind in California
I got lots of issues yeah I prolly should've warned ya
I don't ever sleep I just stay up watching Dora
I am such a fungi like plasmodiophora
They said that I could be anything that I want
So I became all that
I hated just so I could get stuck
Inside my head and I've been pacing
Thinking just way too much
But I comply don't even try
Too busy gettin' f**ked up
All together now
Hit the floor drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a w***e she's a w***e
Well kinda sorta
I don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of
Hit the floor drink some more
Hope that you don't throw up
Life's a bore do your chores
I can't wait to grow up
He's a w***e she's a w***e
Well kinda sorta
I don't know anymore
It's what I'm falling short of
Hit the floor
Drink some more
Life's a bore
Do your chores
What I'm falling short of Hit the floor drink some more
Yeah yeah
It's what I'm falling short of Life's a bore do your chores
What I'm falling short of