I tend to get tipsy off of two or three guinness now
I went to lay on the grass barefoot for my inner child
When every two minutes was the winning round
Now frogs in the pot tell me simmer down
When mum would take my form and she'd fill it out
Now it's undisclosed when i'm skipping town
They want to pick holes in my plot so i'm in and out
I know this stress is gonna kill me it stresses me out
I know this stress is gonna kill me it stresses me out
I know this stress is gonna kill me it stresses me out
I know this stress is gonna kill me it stresses me out