I don't have much else to say for now
This is how I think an outro's supposed to sound
A liminal message, not the talk of the town
Just a relaxed jaw, no smile, no frown
Head in the sky, but deep down boots on the ground
Let out a smooth sigh, end of the month wave goodbye
Squeak by, come get your flowers before they're wilting
Don't wanna hear you look old, age like milk and
You could be a little imp making gold,
Rumpelstiltskin
You're a human but your legacy's a building
Yeah
Shut up
Why
Shut up
You're not the boss of me
Seriously, shut the f*ck up
Who's that? Did you guys hear something
I'm sick of you I'm sick of you
Yeah I bet you are
Keep your mouth shut
No
Nobody wants to hear you
I do
Could've been an instrumental
Yeah, what, what
Quiet
Fine