[00:00.00] 作曲 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter/Christopher Taylor Morgan
[00:01.00] 作词 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter
[00:11.65]It's three o'clock, times running out
[00:14.27]I rather sleep in than write all about
[00:17.28]How I'm depressed, how to get out
[00:20.31]'Cause I don't know shit I said, "**** it", and made it work out
[00:23.74]I'm a mess (Mess), I guess (I guess)
[00:26.56]But for some reason they stay impressed
[00:29.09]I'm a pess- (Pess-) imist (Imist)
[00:32.42]Optimism is something I miss
[00:35.04]I kinda knew I'd be here all alone
[00:37.98]But I never thought I'd do this shit and do it on my own (Do it on my own)
[00:42.02]Start writing, stop checkin' on your phone
[00:43.83]My mind races at some paces that are currently unknown (Currently unknown)
[00:47.57]I'm not stoned, well maybe just a bit
[00:49.80]Hard to write a song if you don't take another hit
[00:52.63]Cancel all your plans today, you're 'bout to write a hit
[00:55.57]Probably ****ing not, but you won't know unless you sit
[00:58.71]Does the energy around you ever get (Around you ever get)
[01:01.75]Inside your cerebellum, tell me everything is shit (Tell me everything is shit)
[01:04.57]Sleep away the day again and call it ****ing quits (And call it ****ing quits)
[01:08.23]An easel to present a thought about the way I live (Thought about the way I live)
[01:10.67]2017 was the year that I thought I'd kick (Year that I thought I'd kick)
[01:13.57]The bucket underneath my feet and slide into the pit (Feet and slide into the pit)
[01:16.41]Reach into the sky and said, "The clouds are looking lit" (Said, "The clouds are looking lit")
[01:19.93]But angels never die so I'ma respawn real quick, yeah (Respawn real quick)
[01:23.05]Did this kid really name his album after his cat? (After his cat)
[01:26.01]Does he smoke a lot and how's his mom feel 'bout that? (Mom feel 'bout that)
[01:29.03]Dude, please check my music out, my shit really slaps (Shit really slaps)
[01:31.95]**** you, dickhead, why won't you DM me back? (DM me back)
[01:34.76]Y'all really wanna work with me, well how about that? (How about that?)
[01:37.70]These lines are real DM's that I'll never hit back (I'll never hit back)
[01:40.73]I don't sell features so don't ask about that (Don't ask about that)
[01:43.55]God, please don't hit me with another group chat
[01:46.67]It's three o'clock, times running out
[01:49.10]I rather sleep in than write all about
[01:51.92]How I'm depressed, how to get out
[01:55.51]'Cause I don't know shit I said, "**** it", and made it work out
[01:58.85]I'm a mess (Mess), I guess (I guess)
[02:01.46]But for some reason they stay impressed
[02:03.99]I'm a pess- (Pess-) imist (Imist)
[02:07.22]Optimism is something I miss
[02:09.94]I kinda knew I'd be here all alone
[02:12.86]But I never thought I'd do this shit and do it on my own (Do it on my own)
[02:16.51]Start writing, stop checkin' on your phone
[02:19.23]My mind races at some paces that are currently unknown (Currently unknown)