Hot Pocket (Fuck It)
Lyrics
No not one day goes by
when i don't wanna cry
I should say FUCK IT, FUCK IT
Eat a HOT POCKET POCKET
when it feels so alone
i dont know where to go
do i leave do i show
everything i dont know
im so hot potato oooh
im so fuckin chicken tender oooh
i got chills in my bones
alll the way through my toes
to the streets that i know always say
dontcha go
im so hot potato oooh
Im so fuckin chicken tender ooooh
i think that the world is pretty stupid
everything outside the world is still unknown
so how we gonna play it, how we gonna say it
how we gonna treats ourselves when we are floating on a castle all alone in doubt that anybody meditated medicated calibrated celebrated what we call our funky little home
a tiny rock a tiny roll
a giant clock that has a hold
of everybodys soul
Writer(s): NEAL PERSIANI
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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